Once a small dog did run away
Hid in a log inside the woods
met there a frog who was all green
one day a hog just wandered by
he wore a tog and did some grunting
That night the fog came to the trees
nearby, a bog was filled with sounds
a demagogue was in there, camping
drinking eggnog from silver cup
and was agog at goings on
went for a jog around the pines
then said in brogue something in Irish.
Rhymes For Competition
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