THE CHRONICLES OF SCAMPY THE DOG FICTION

The chronicles of Scampy the dog

MMMMMMMMM, I woke up to breakfast and now I am sat here, pondering the philosophy of life, How will Life on Mars end! When will Stella get found out in Eastenders, How many cigarettes has Deidre Barlow smoked in the last month, and will I meet the future mrs scampy when I go for my walk hmmmmmmmmm

Its crazy, I think about things all the time, Oh and I sit in front of the tv riveted every night, with the goings on in Emmerdale, Is,nt Tootsie in Emmerdale a babe!

I wonder what my owners are having for their tea tonight, I had a nice piece of stewing steak last night, it went down lovely it did!

Oh well, Scampy must have a nap before he goes for his walk

Nighty Night

Writers Note

For some who do not watch Life on Mars, its a detective drama about a cop who gets transported to 1973 after an accident.

The last in the series is tonight and its the last ever episode.

In Eastenders, Stella is the girlfriend of Phil Mitchell, and has been bullying his 10 year old son

In emmerdale, Tootsie is the pet dog of Edna Birch, one of the main charecters

I,m hoping that Scampy will be a topical humourous look on life through a pet dogs eyes

WHEN YOU SAY NOTHING AT ALL, Thoughts from a bride and groom. FICTION

GROOMS THOUGHTS

Does,nt she look beautiful, she looks like a million dollars, whoah man, I am such a lucky guy to be married to the fittest woman on the planet!

I never thought I would see this day, I loved this woman since the first day of primary school, she wet herself, but I saw past that, lets hope that she does,nt repeat the episode right now!

Wait a minute, has she got toothpaste on her lip, no, I must be seeing things, Oh yes, she has toothpaste on her lip, Oh no, my poor darling!!!!!!!!!

Wait, if I make eye contact with her, I wonder if she will notice something wrong,

BRIDES THOUGHTS

Cowabunga! I finally did it, and I did not trip over once, though I did not think much of the car in which I was transported here in, It had birds poop on the bonnet and imagine my horror when I come back from honeymoon, and people constantly remind me that I was driven here in a car that a bird plopped on!

I,m starving, only ate a bowl of cornflakes at 6am this morning, hope my belly don,t rumble when I give my wedding vows

What big nostrils he has, I have known him since primary school, and I never noticed his big nostrils before.

Oh is,nt he just adorable though, he even has dimples. bless his little cotton socks, but why is he giving me that look

Oh no,I have something on my lip, Wait a minute, its toothpaste. arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I want to run away. and I,m bursting for the loo! Its going to be like the niagra falls in a minute, Olivia (6 year old bridesmaid) is crossing her legs as if to say she needs a wee!

Please take her out someone!

GROOMS THOUGHTS

I,m glad she got the hint, but bless her, she did look embarrassed, Wonder if she is having second thoughts about marrying me, I hope not, as she is my world!

I can sleep on a bed of nails if she told me to. I love her loads, and would do anything for her.

I,m gasping for that pint, I hope Rick (best man) buys me the first pint!

It has been such a busy morning, that I cut myself shaving, I was in such a hurry, I hope its not bleeding at this moment in time.

Wait, does,nt Ricks mum look good for her age, she is nearly 60!

I would love to be married that long, and look good as her, but I,m a fella and Ricks dad is going bald so maybe not.

Oh no, I forgot to polish my shoes, mum would kill me afterwards, I,m surprised she has,nt spat on a tissue and wiped my face with it!

BRIDES THOUGHTS.

My feet are killing me in these high heels, Can we sit down please Mr Vicar, Oh and Olivia can then go to the toilet!

THE WEDDING PHOTO,S

BRIDES THOUGHTS.

Why do I feel like I,m on some catwalk, and why does it take so long to take one photo!

My feet are killing me, and I have the sun in my eyes

GROOMS THOUGHTS

I,m looking forward to getting some grub down my neck, I am fed up of this photo malarky, always have done!

BRIDES THOUGHTS

My face is aching already with this smiling!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

GROOMS THOUGHTS

Am I allowed to pull a funny face!

BRIDES THOUGHTS

Does,nt he look beautiful in his suit, my handsome husband

GROOMS THOUGHTS

She is the most beautiful thing to happen to me

THE FIRST DANCE

BRIDES THOUGHTS

Please don,t stamp on my toes!

GROOMS THOUGHTS

I wish people would stop looking at me!

THE THOUGHTS OF THE INLAWS

BRIDES MUM AND DAD

Mother in Law

How many tears have I shed today, oh wait, heres another one!

Father in law

He better not break her heart! I am the proudest father in the world

Mother in Law

I hope she,s ok, she gets nervous when people are watching her

Father in Law

Whens he going to buy me a pint

GROOMS MUM AND DAD

Mother in Law

Does,nt Olivia look an angel in that dress, my little grandaughter, bridesmaid, oh how lovely is that, Wish He would be that romantic with me,take me in his arms,give me a big sloppy kiss and tell me he loved me, instead of scoffing that pork pie

Father in Law

That pie is disgusting,this buffet is rubbish, even the whole family could put on a better spread then this

BACK TO BRIDE AND GROOM

Bride

I will never change him for the world, even if brad pitt rescued me from a towering inferno.

Groom

I will never change her for the world, but will change her awful fashion sense

THE END

2007 Easter Poem

My Lord, My friend.
Blood smearing his face.
Disbelief in the form of tears.
Well up in my eyes.
Releasing my anger, but also my grief.
For that man hangs upon that cross.
His helpless shell, lying dead.
Upon that wooden, barbaric, splintered cross.

As he lies on cold stone, in a cold tomb.
I tenderly stroke his face.
Jesus is his name.
He is my lord.
Broken, I head out.
I weep as I collapse on to the floor.
He,s gone, my lord and friend is gone.

Days later, I rejoice when he rose from the grave.
And appeared to my friends, and told them he was safe.
The chains of death, broken in two.
As the blood flows victorious, the blood that cleanses sin.
Hallelujah, I cry as my lord is alive.
And a smile spreads across my face, from ear to ear.

I know where he is, my lord and my king.
Sat upon a golden throne, next to his dad.
The creator king.
And his mansions has many room,s reserved for you and me.
WHEN WE MEET HIM IN THE AIR,WE WILL BE FREE

Please don,t be offended

Some of my poems are very raw and Freddys Diary contains some raw emotion, Please don,t take offence by it

In my poetry,especially the Addict poem, I wrote that putting myself in the shoes of Pete Doherty and many others who face the same struggles.

Freddys Diary, As I have a slight handicap myself, I just picture myself in his shoes, he is a fictional character, but I like for him to be realistic.

My christian poems, well they are what I mainly write, so I draw from my own experiences, my own feelings


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ADDICT,A poem I wrote inspired by Pete Doherty and many like him.

He stares at the needle, and weeps real tears.
Everybody has given up on him, he feels rejected and lost
The tormented lies, gather in his mind
As he injects the dirty substance, the substance of lies.

How I would like to hug this guy, and tell him that he is safe
For he is in my thoughts and prayers, and will forever be
A man who is loved by his family, and close friends
True love, they guarantee

So I long for the day, when this guy can see, he does not need drugs
So leave them be,
For he is loved, and secure,by unconditional love
So may he truly see,forever he can be free
Addict, come to know
That the real love flows

News from Ant, blog creator

Hiya All

Thanks everyone for viewing my blog, please do keep checking it.

I have a mix of christian fiction and poetry that I have written, and non christian fiction.

Freddys diary is a serial kind of thing, about the blog of a fictional 13 year old guy with a disability.

I will also write a few non christian stories regarding disability, so for all those non christians who may visit my site, please do read my christian poetry and fiction, there will be a mix of christian and non christian.

I don,t want to preach to you guys if you don,t have a belief, I just want this blog to be a site where everyone can come and read some of my poetry and short stories, in peace

I,m very interested in disability awareness as well, so some of my stories will feature disabled charecters

For the christians who visit this site, there will be a variety, so please put this in your favourites and do read my poetry

God bless you all this easter

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Christian Poetry, A poem I wrote about Beauty

Twinkle, Twinkle little star
God crafted you, your beautiful you are
You are a star that shines so bright
People gaze at your beauty as they settle and pray

Prayers of thanksgiving for this beautiful day
Each human being, they are gods stars
We are more beautiful, then the sun and moon
As the rain falls, forming puddles that glisten in the sun
Rainbows of love, brighten the sky
All gods handiwork, what a beautiful day

Beauty in the sky shining bright
Giving enjoyment to your creator, the lord
We too are delicate and unique
We brighten up peoples lives when they think all is bleak

So twinkle, twinkle little star
Do you realise god made you so beautiful
A beauty you are