Shagg was black as coal, pure-breed Pulli
We raised him from a puppy, never would fetch a ball
Seldom ever came whenever we would call
He had other things to do; we should have named him Humpy
He would hump a bush, hump the cat, and even hump a chair
He would hump any leg especially if it was bare
Couldn’t keep him home you see, for he was a traveling man
Solved our problem nicely by nipping it in the bud
Now Shagg is a happy lad; as that was part of the plan
Gave him to a breeder where Shagg now stands at stud
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.