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[sid] => 161403
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => A Man And His Dog.
[time] => 2010-07-26 14:28:51
[hometext] => This is a man walking with his dog, I watched them every morning, the same routine always.
[bodytext] => I watched them from the shop window where I worked, An old man and his dog pounding the beat. The old man short and squat, The bulldog shorter and squatter still. Each was comfortable with the other's eccentricities, Each a living caricature of the other. And every morning they made their wheezing, grunting way Along the mad, sad bustling Fulham road. And every morning the bulldog stopped by the bus stop, Lifted his leg with silly cocky pride, Pulled his bottom lip back in a sneering challenge, A challenge that never came. And all the while the old man cursed the commuters, The bulldog wheezed and the traffic spewed out its poison. Then, on a low garden wall, the old man sat, His face red with the effort, his neck thickened by age and booze. By his feet the bulldog sat, eyes runny with diesel fumes, Neck thickened by too much food and nights in front of the fire. Then, like a magician pulling a rabbit from the hat, He took out a blue inhaler and, as if his life depended on it, Sucked on the puffer with a grim greedy satisfaction. Then he bent down to the bulldog's puckered face, Waved the puffer and the bulldog accepted with a soppy appreciation. Opening wide his wrinkled mouth he inhaled And slumped to the ground with a satisfied grunt. And as they sat the commuters thinned, the traffic moved And the pavement hung heavy as if in the aftermath of war. Then they stood, man and dog, straightening stiffening joints, Each a comfort to the other's misery. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 1698 [topic] => 21 [informant] => cashfan1 [notes] => Corrected spelling as requested ~ Moderator_18 July 26, 2010 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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