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Awkward Encounters While Walking My Dog
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Thomas Benjamin Wild Esq
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I have a friendly dog who likes to run around You may have seen us on our daily walk We frequent the river, and the parks around the town; When I see someone I know she’ll always let me stop and talk She gets a little anxious when she sees another dog But with people she’s always been relaxed But she’s not very discerning when it comes to choosing friends And there seems to be a certain type of person she attracts… All the local winos want to make friends with my dog And I’m far, far too polite to walk away They ask me lots of questions and they offer their affections And I feel obliged to uncomfortably stay Their behaviour may be crude but to ignore them would be rude And my mother didn’t bring me up that way… All the local winos want to make friends with my dog And I’m far, far too polite to walk away She’s utterly oblivious to my concerns of their intent She runs to greet them with a wagging tail I desperately search around for an easy exit point But the incoherent small talk starts before I have a chance to bail My senses always tell me that I’m going to be mugged So I reach to give my wallet and my phone I flinch as they utter unintelligible words And then sigh with relief when I detect a friendly tone… All the local winos want to make friends with my dog And I’m far, far too polite to walk away I end up in a fug of fags and stale cider breath And I try to hide my obvious dismay She seems to be a breed that has a certain appeal To types whose diet consists of bargain booze for every meal All the local winos want to make friends with my dog And I’m far, far too polite to walk away I do my best to avoid certain areas of the park Where the druggies and the rough teenagers dwell I rarely venture out with her when it has gotten dark Lest we catch the attention of some drunken ne’er-do-well I try to keep away when there are people hanging round The benches, bandstands, sitting walls, and swings in the playground When suddenly, as if out of nowhere they appear Staggering, hands out, slurring, “Aww, who’ve we got here?”… All the local winos want to make friends with my dog And I’m far, far too polite to walk away They greet me with a wink and they offer me a drink And I say, “Thanks, but it’s too early in the day” Though they catch me unprepared, I’ve long stopped being scared I just find it hard to work out what to say All the local winos want to make friends with my dog And I’m far, far too polite to walk away All the local winos want to make friends with my dog And I’m far, far too polite to walk away Accessorize with Diamond White and cans of Special Brew It’s really very sweet (in its own peculiar way) Though they may cause some alarm They don’t mean any harm- they only want to come and have a play All the local winos want to make friends with my dog And I’m far, far too polite to walk away
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