DEDICATED TO THE FAT HIDEOUS BETTY, MY NEIGHBOUR
Does anyone here know of a good mohel?
As I urgently need someone to circumcise
My neighbour's Yorkshire terrier, canine boil
Needing lancing, joybringing to my eyes.
A kindly mohel simply will not do;
He must lack scruple and human pity;
That hound’s not been bathed for a year or two
So th'event might turn out a bit shitty.
Yorkshire terriers are of two classes:
The insistent yapping ones we all hate
And the pansy ones with hairy arses;
But both look good nailed to your garden gate.
And he needn't be a mohel either,
Merely someone wiv' a willing cleaver.
Yorkshire terriers are a sort of fantasy creature: fantastically repulsive. They are also part of Nature: a repulsive part of Nature, but still part of it. It would be a beautiful sight to see my neighbour's dog nailed up, his tongue lolling out of his hideous gob, drooling in death.
Pronunciation notes:
Line 1: "mohel" is pronounced "MOY-(ch)ull" with the (ch) being gutterally but not emphatically pronounced as in a Scottish loch;
Lines 13/14: these lines rhyme when spoken in a cockney accent and my neighbour is a cockney and talks like that.
PS This is a sonnet.
PPS I have prepared a special recipe for cooking Yorkies; this is now available on allpoetry.com/poem/1279193 .
Written on 3rd August, 2005.
18 months later, I still hate that dog - did I mention she has two of them? I hate them both.