Short Grog Poems

adolescent tadpoles
    guzzle grog,
get hiccups, s-t-r-e-t-c-h
    to full-grown frogs...

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Gave lots of grog
to his dog. Now
he’ll blog on it!

Nov. 29, 2020 
for the Than-Bauk Me Poetry Contest of charles messina...

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The brewery's apple provider
Saved the manageress from a spider
While having a snog
He fell in the grog
And spent the whole evening in cider...

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Last night I consumed too much grog
This morning awoke in a fog
and though I'm unsure
of the bartender's cure
I'm shaving the hair off my dog

2.26.11...

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A dog on an exercise program,
Only ate the leanest ham,
Jotting his routine in a dogalog,
Staying off his daily grog,
Now has a job with Uncle Sam....

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If too much grog has left you foggy,
Your sodden noggin grimly groggy,
So much sauce, your socks are soggy,
Loving you still, will be your doggy....

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I met a wee lad in the fog
He sat on a wee people's log
I said, "Dance me a jig"
He said,"I'm not your pig.
I'm drinkin' me grog on the bog!"

3/15/2017...

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I once had a dog I named Alice.
I built her a house like a palace.
She was just the sweetest.
Not really elitist. 
But still drank her grog from a chalice....

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Frog Who Hugged a Synagogue

Minora candles were on long log,
Had been found by famous frog;
Cream of crop;
Liked to hop;
Did drank grog in a synagogue

Jim Horn...

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My brown kelpy outback dog
Quite often gets on the grog,
He chases his tail constantly,
Briefly stopping to scratch a flea,
Then, off with the sheep to play leap-frog....

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Here lies a besotted chorister, too soon

          Out of grog and out of tune.

          A basso nicht-so profundo is ne'er forgot

          Whether he die by clinker or by pot....

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The demon grog
lets loose the hog, 
and nastiness comes by, 
alcohol brings out the troll, 
And a grumpy drunkard cries. Don

Read more at: http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/alcohol_494048...

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Sipping his warm tasty gnome grog in the snow
We see troll’s size fourteen feet and we laugh at his ugly toe
Why doesn’t he wear shoes or boots someone says.
Too warm blooded me thinks, says my cousin Inez....

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the old swab barnacle bill
swilled all the grog at his will
chases the young winches
and never once flinches
knows pirate love is a thrill

Pirate Themed Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
4/9/49...

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As I was walking in the snow
I saw a wee lad kneeling low
Said he searched for a log
Where he'd sit, drink his grog -
Watch the fairies dance to and fro

2/15/18
For Kevin Shaw's contest As I Was Walking in the Snow...

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Who be th' stenchin' verminous Horsman 
what hollers t' th' seafarin' oarsmen 
when th' mind's a-fog
where we fest th' grog 
why be d'mandin' pennin's of  bay men 

***All errors are intentional and used merely to facilitate pirate speak....

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a strange awakening
bathed the brain
fogged the eyes of night
remnants of dreams
unshakeable
looming still
with dawns new light
feet on the ground
grog wears off
carbon pops 
xylophone tickle up the spine
still this dream
a taunting tease
pleads definition
I know not why...

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Grog

Gulping down a flagon 

Gives one a gibbous glow. 

Gather 'round ye hardies,

Grab one and have a go. 

Ghostly foam and farting 

Gnomes bilge one gushing flow.

Garish gaffe...drinking Grog!


deborah burch©12/4/2016

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Form: Pleiades...

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The Sleep of Youth

The yawning of the night light whispers,"Sleep"
As eyes close...And Day's woes...
Are lost in swift retreat.

Dreams saunter, softly searching, whom to grog...
With the ease...Of the breeze...
For sailing 'Tir na nog'. 


1.15.2017©deborah burch 


Form: tristich verse...

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When you can't relate any more
Your thoughts are out the door

No sympathy, no empathy
Stuck in a foreign embassy

Of a thought process strange
Clever shots are out of range

The drugs, the grog, the women
The warped sense of dominion

Are you stuck in my head
She said or are you dead?

She asked....

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the Fiddler played and sang a tune
all the while the sun became moon
	Sir Frog was dancing
	and sometimes prancing
but then the music died too soon

“Fiddler,” cried Frog, “why do you stop?
I’m still in mindful mood to hop!”
	Fiddler said, “Sir Frog,
	bring me honey grog
and I’ll play the night till you drop!”...

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Hey boy I’m your long time suffering dog
I need some of that love and tender care,
I’m no farm yard live in the mire hog
Here inside this thick fur lair
Home to them damn fleas I swear,
While you get it away when on the grog.
Glad you are here at last some attention
To check on my stress and hypertension.

© Harry J Horsman  2013...

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Go on holiday to Bali it is so great
A gut full of grog I just can’t wait
Walking the streets being high as a kite
Is the holiday I want it’s so right

For the locals can see how it is for me
The Consulate will sort it out so easily
So see me drop kicking a motorcycle rider
Australian yobbos on holiday it’ll really grind ya.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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It's to early to prite woetry
shakespeare hasn't even rolled over yet!
my mind's not had it's morning warming
and i'll make a handsome bet-
i bet my brains not ready
to make any sort of scheme
its full of grog and foggy
i mean vice versa! (see what i mean?)

Too early for darkness but evening is nigh!
of course i only write when the moon is high..

1/3/17...

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Freddie, tipsy, and it showed
Freddie lived across the road
Freddie knew she would explode
Freddie was a big, fat toad

Frannie waited in the bog
Frannie worried ‘bout the fog
Freddie, out and drinking grog
Frannie was a fretful frog

Freddie thought he had the jump
Freddie launched off from the stump
Driver didn’t hear the thump
Now poor Freddie’s not so plump...

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