1978 - Our dad and t’ Rabbit

Our dad and t’ Rabbit

Our dad said, “No”, to daughter’s question,
“Another pet would cause congestion,
It surely must be obvious that
We haven’t room to swing a cat,
Or a rabbit, come to that!”

Daughters’ pleas, of course, prevailed,
To the pet shop we all trailed.
Fell in love with tiny bunny,
Chocolate ears and coffee tummy,
Our dad thinks he looks quite funny!

He’s rather sweet, we’re all agreed.
Next thing we know, she wants to breed.
Helpful friends a doe donated,
Told where more could be located,
Our Dad needs to be placated!

Our birthday book no longer shows
The family’s name, but pregnant does.
Each one is treated like a duchess
Dad says, “What I mind so much is
Building all these blasted hutched!”

They say that trouble comes in threes,
Or fours, or fives, with pets like these.
She’s on her way to her first show,
And off to Oldham we must go.
Says Dad “It’s cold up there, you know!”

Gone are Sundays in the Garden
Neighbour says “I beg your pardon,
But what are all these blooming weeds?”
Say we “They help with rabbits’ feed,
You just don’t understand their needs

By Edna Ramsbottom

1977 - The lament of a Dwarf Breeder’s wife

The lament of a Dwarf Breeder’s wife

Not a light to be seen for miles around,
‘Cept ours of course – the usual round –
A yawn, a peck, a hint, oh heck
Why WON’T they change their habits,
I feel that I could wring his neck
If he doesn’t feed his rabbits.

Nocturnal feeders did you say?
Well, I’ve seen rabbits in the day,
Enjoying playing in the sun –
Until somebody shouts – ‘eh, mind that gun’.
I know they are such little dears,
In fact I’m growing rabbits’ ears.

Listening for the key in lock
Which tells me its past twelve o’clock,
Ah well, I think at last they’re fed,
Now we can sup and go to bed,
Eeny, meeny, miney, mo,
Some of them will HAVE to go.

By Mrs Fred Hague

1975 - Just a member?

Are you “Just a member”?

Are you an active Member,
The kind who would missed,
Or are you just contented
That your name is on the list.

Do you support the Stock Shows
And mingle with the flock.
Or do you leave your stock at home
And criticise and knock.

Do you ever go to visit
A Member who is sick,
But leave the work to just a few,
Then talk about clique.

Come on, work together,
To make this club of ours
The best Dwarf Club ever
And not a bunch of showers.

Think it over, Members,
You know right from wrong.
Are you an active Member
Or do you “just belong”?