poem
When there was no one about he got himself out
had a right good stretch and a scratch
and set off across Amblethwaite Common
to find a wildebeest or summat to catch
There were nowt but a hedgehog and he couldn't eat that
then he wound up in Hector Scholes yard
where he came nose to nose wi' a rottweiler called Rose
and thought "flippin eck she looks hard"
The rottweiler were nice cos she stopped and thought twice about swallowin' our poor Dave whole
and said "alright there love then says "heavens above,
you need a good feed wheres me bowl"
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