For Arthurrexpoo! LOL

We try to keep things simple
For Arthurrexpoo.
If our thoughts are too heavy,
What will the poor man do?

He likes words so little,
And silly crazy stuff,
Cos he's lacking concentration,
And cannot take too much.

He often walks his dog
Up and down our street,
Chatting up the ladies,
As his dog takes a leak.

He's moved next door to Shenni
And across the street from me.
He's a simple minded fellow,
And he's as stinky as can be.

We talk to him slowly,
In tiny little words,
And even some of these,
He says he's never heard.

He's always popping over
So we can help him understand.
That he must daily shower,
And wash his face and hands.

Shenni and I sometimes
Ignore our door bells ring,
When we hear Arthurrexpoo,
At our front doors, sing.

He brings us wilted flowers,
And chocolates old with mold,
And writes us stinky poetry,
He thinks our hearts will hold.

We're both thinking of moving
So, far away from him,
To get back our sanity,
And to leave his leering grin!

Joy Weare.
22nd January, 2005.

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