kevin glenn

(23/03/1971 / derby)


I stood out side at the front of my house
Minding my own business watching the world go by
When along came an old lady with to big dogs
Thinking to myself I don't get it at all

The love she must have for these to big dogs
Must be like a child to everyone else
As she walks down the road, rain and shine
Training these dogs to walk by her side

They sit at the kerb waiting for her command
As she crosses the road with a lead in each hand
Then out of the corner of my left eye
I saw a little bag with poo inside

I don't understand the love for a dog
It doesn't mean I'm cruel,  Its just the way I am
So next time you see me walking in the street
Don't dropp your poo bag all over my feet

Just hold it tight within your hand 
till you find a bin or a big black bag
If you want to walk with poo in a bag
Then keep it to yourself as it's your poo bag  

By Kevin Glenn 


Submitted: Monday, September 27, 2010
Edited: Monday, September 27, 2010

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