Taking boy for a walk, Gramps was slow,
For Stew spotted a cat, and gung-ho,
Like a demon, inspired,
He gave chase, ’til he tired,
Half a mile with poor Grandpa in tow.
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This limerick may not make much sense on its own, but is the latest in a series. The others may be found here.
I’m going to try to keep these up, but probably won’t have the time to write every day.
Mister Bump 
Grandpa will just be slowing down 😊
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This poor old pillock didn’t think to let go of the lead?
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ah, but where’s the fun if he did that? I thought of a stroke friend here who had 3 dogs. When they got excited, they pulled her over.
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Three dogs is a handful!
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Welcome back grandpa !
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