The Sleeping Tablet Poem by Phil Soar

The Sleeping Tablet

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I took a sleeping tablet
And dropped it on the floor
I couldn't find it anywhere
And so I took some more
Just then the dog came sniffing round
And must have licked about
He must have snorted up the thing
And it slipped into his snout
Quite soon we both were yawning
And then we fell asleep
We lay upon the kitchen floor
In quite a crumpled heap
We'd left the windows open
A nice cool breeze blew through
It also gave a nice idea
To a passing motley crew
They saw an opportunity
To crawl in through the gap
And rob us blind of everything
Whilst we both took a nap
We woke at dawn next morning
With mess all around the floor
With nothing left but crockery
And a wide open back door
We both were feeling dozey
That dopey dog and I
We'd slept right through the episode
With nothing but a sigh
We'd snored our way through a burglary
And all our stuff was gone
With nothing left to help us cope
All that's left was a buttered scone
They'd even took the dog food
Which made him lose his rag
All of his Pedigree cans of grub
Lost in a Tesco's bag
So the scone they'd left was a target
For both our appetite's
How on earth would we both cope?
And get through to tonight
We both leapt up in unison
And raced to grab the scone
I tripped him up, he bit my leg
Almost to the bone
We both grabbed hold together
The scone was torn apart
He knew he'd won the battle
When he let go with a fart
The smell was just enough for him
To gain his just reward
I passed out from the smell of it
The Scone fell to the floor
When I returned to sanity
He'd ate the blooming treat
He sat there with a sort of grin
As he lay down at my feet
There was nothing left but anger
And I lay there as he drooled
And the thought as we slept the night
The pair of us were fooled

Thursday, September 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: funny
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