A Sad Case

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A SAD CASE

Dear kind and friendly Bloggers, please listen to my plight!

I suffer from terrible catarrh, morning noon and night!

You must have heard me snuffling and snoring all the time.

The squashing of my poor old nose is tantamount to crime.

Can you believe my ancestors were wolves, both wild and free?

That's almost unbelievable when you take a look at me!

I know my name is Churchill, to remind folk of the fact

That Winston was a 'bulldog' until Hitler's power was cracked.

But I don't look heroic, with short legs and splayed-out toes;

And then, of course, there's the little matter of my poor old squashy nose.

'The squashier the better!' the breeders always cry;

'The nose becomes more squashy; the value grows more high.'

But breathing is an effort, even more now I am old;

It's rather like a human having an ever-present cold!

Dogs are such faithful creatures! But look at this malformed face.

He isn't 'best in breed' at all; he's just a very sad case.

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NEGLECTED ELDERS

(An acrostic and an even sadder case)

No-one wants me; no-one cares!

Every night as I climb the stairs,

Ghosts from days gone by assail me,

Laughing at me as they fail me.

Everyone I loved has gone.

Children, too, have all moved on.

Thoughts of joys that used to be;

Etched upon my memory.

Daughters leave us as they grow

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Even sons get up and go!

Love was such a part of life;

Desire, for husband as a wife.

Eagerly I braved each day;

Romance, would always find a way.

Still I remain, alone, bereft.

Why go on when nothing's left?

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