As many of you will know, I gave my first reading at Poetry Unplugged (hosted by the Poetry Café), on Tuesday 22 March. All of the audience where respectful of their fellow attendees, with the exception of one who caused a disturbance. The below poem is about that reprehensible individual!
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It is late.
I stand up to read
And hear the rattle of a plate!
Who could be so rude
As to intrude
In to my first reading?!
‘Tis one of the audience who are feeding!
You my four legged friend
Can not pretend
It wasn’t you
Who
Your appetite
Did sate
When you ate
A cake!
Surely Trigger
Your stomach grows bigger.
You must have no soul
For you gobbled a cake, whole!
K Morris - Poet 
Hahaha, I hope he was forgiven for his transgression? 😊
Thanks for your comment. Yes he was forgiven by me and the audience as a whole, all of whom where amused! Kevin
Bow wow
Indeed! Do you have a dog Kunal?
Had three, all long gone, bless their souls! Can’t bring myself to keep another, still haven’t got over my last. He visits in my dreams…
Its an incredibly painful experience losing a dog as they become part of the family (not just an animal lacking in personality). I lost my previous guide dog, Drew, in March 2011 and still look back on her with affection so I can totally relate to what you say. Thanks for commenting. Kevin
Yea, Ken, exactly my sentiments
Ha ha ha, Trigger. When he sees an opportunity, why not go for it. A dog doesn’t worry about the small print or other details. Too funny.