More Beautiful Than Pogs

In the world's biggest collection
of pogs, there is not one pog
As beautiful as my dog
Nor has there ever been a hog
As beautiful as my dog
Nor e'er a frog upon its log
Not even its youngest pollywog
As comely as my dog.

And so I make my dog eggnog
I write about her in my blog
I take her with me when I jog
Drunk on grog, all agog,
Lost in fog, slipped a cog,
I snuck into the synagogue
With my beautiful dog.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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June 6, 2022 at 7:58 PM
When you jogs, wear your clogs, but don’t go to Prague, or you’ll slog in the smog…
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