Dickie Poem

In our wisdom (or lack thereof) we have decided to describe some of our trip using the medium of dance. However as it takes so long to upload videos of ourselves in the throes of a sensual rhumba or jaunty quickstep we will stick to poetry - albeit rubbish poetry. Here is our first one. I'm sure you'll love it - insert smiley face.

Chateaudun

Dickie sits by the river
alone
not a care

then Hugo comes bouncing
and bounding and flouncing
straight back from his romp
to the Aire.

He's been for a walk
for a pee
and a poo
he's met a few people
he's barked
'who are you?'

Dickie smiles
(if he could)
family's back
from the wood.

Hugo's strapped
to the seat
not impressed with his plight
when we stop at the next place
he plans to take flight.