Harry the Dog left us.

He died doing what was right, so I don’t suppose he will even make page 96 in the Sun.

Thanks for being such a good friend over the last 42 years.

Give A a kiss and say heel to all those that know me.

I will look after yours.

I cant say any more, but you know what I mean



Do remember when we woke your deaf neighbour  up playing the spoons and that wooden deck chair you used to have.

You’ve painted up your lips and rolled and curled your tinted hair,
Ruby are you contemplating going out somewhere?
The shadows on the wall tell me the sun is going down,
Oh Ruby, don’t take your love to town.

It wasn’t me that started that old crazy Asian war,
But I was proud to go and do my patriotic chore,
And yes, it’s true that I’m not the man I used to be,
Oh Ruby, I still need some company.

It’s hard to love a man whose legs are bent and paralyzed,
And the wants and needs of a woman your age really I realize,
But it won’t be long, I’ve heard them say, until I’m not around,
Oh Ruby, don’t take your love to town.

She’s leaving now cause I just heard the slamming of the door,
The way I know I heard its slams one hundred times before,
And if I could move I’d get my gun and put her in the ground,
Oh Ruby, don’t take your love to town.

Oh Ruby, for God’s sake, turn around

Stay lucky.

3 Responses to “Harry”

  1. Andy says:

    My condolences to you

  2. dl says:

    Sorry to read of your loss, UN. Harry was clearly a dear friend. Can you tell us some more about him? And about how he died?


  3. JH says:

    I cant believe The dog is dead. He will be missed unlike his farts.

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