Humor Poetry posted May 25, 2022


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The pedalling postman.

My Job Went To The Dogs

by LisaMay

Funny poem about your job Contest Winner 

My part time job was delivering mail.
It had to get through whether rain or hail.
I had to start early — get up out of bed,
then I dragged my feet with mounting dread.

At Christmas time that load weighed a ton.
My friends were away, all having fun,
while I had to pedal a bike up steep hills
delivering presents and household bills.

The neighbourhood dogs were vicious and fast;
they chased me whenever I tried to ride past.
I flew ’round the streets as quick as could be
while a pack of keen mutts all tried to bite me.

I had to think clever to learn some skill —
how to charm dogs when they’re aiming to kill.
I delivered letters and carried some treats.
I distracted those dogs with tasty eats.

Best part of that job was when it was over —
no more darn Fritz, or Muffy, or Rover,
and I had huge muscles in my lower legs;
the pair of them looked like massive beer kegs.


 

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