There’s nothing quite like a serene
afternoon of bowls on the green.
Corgis slap on sunscreen,
and in their caps so white and clean,
they congregate to glean
harmony of soul in between
rolling bowls in that familiar routine.
This is no place for shows of spleen…
…except for when some misguided pup runs off with the *kitty!
*Imagine my delight on discovering that the smaller ball is known as a ‘kitty’!
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