Best Clog Poems

I once had a gray cat that could clog
and was better than any old dog.
His feet work was fast
but stardom didn’t last
when he fell for this stunning tree frog.

My gray cat and tree frog was to wed
on night he was to dance for our bread.
He...

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I was working my way north through Kansas,
selling hot dogs at a traveling fair,
the pay wasn’t great, but it was still a job,
and I met all sorts of people there.

We’d set up for a week near Wichita,
when some bikers decided to stop by,
they stood out...

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The trill of morning the sound of light like a clog of silence in my heart 
Dawns chorus moment a warbling bird, an aura of ease a fine work of art...

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i remove my shoe

it's stained with an injury

offer it to you...

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