All Butt All
Barely bothered as he lay down his weary head
Life was so much hassle,
he just wished he could be dead
The medics kept his ticker beating as it should
But at what quality of living,
he felt none understood
It's a dogs life he thought with such irony
If I had but been a dog,
wouldn't they end this misery
Brighter days were now few and so far between
His memories still strong within him,
but peace now came only in the midst of dream
Longing for something he saw just out of reach
He pushed hard on his buzzer
then heard a distant screach
Flustered she entered, hair in a mess
He could see that she'd been busy
from the creases in her dress
Shaky finger pointing at what he wished to hold
Pink faced she fetched it
keen to do what she was told
For in his eyes she had no doubt at all
Was a pitying look for her
that made her feel quite small
Looks can be deceptive as he was flustered too
That was no look of pity
just embarrassed by the view
For in her haste to run there when she heard the call
her hem was caught up at the rear
so revealing all butt all
Thus the simple glance of two pins was all it took
To make him think the day had been
much brighter for that look.......
(c) Rhumour
August 5th 2009
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