COME PLAY WITH ME (part one ).

The playmates on our site are great,
Although there are a few I hate,
Most enjoy our social life,
Even with the "trouble and strife".

Now there's the Brummie from next door, (pictured)
Found him twice on the awning floor,
Could be "Booze" what a thing to say,
Just a tipple or two a day.

In the morning he's a sight to behold,
He has no teeth in so i'm told,
Beside his bed in a glass they stay,
Bren has to suffer that most of the day.

Dublin the Irish he's close by ,
Guinness please we've heard him cry,
A little Whisky he's been known to take,
Irish of course, for goodness sake.