There once was a dog
Who was friends with a hog.
They sat around on a log
Drinking beer and grog,
With never a care
Of how they might fare.
I happened along
Took them both home,
To people this poem,
Said it wouldn’t take long.
Dined them on caviar and champagne,
Then brought them back again.
Now the hog plays the flute;
The dog talks of Beirut-
And they curtsy and bow
Dog never says, bow-wow-
Now that my assets are sunk in them,
I think I’d prefer them both drunk again.
Now this one just made me chuckle and feel good. Guess we must be careful what kind of nice we are to some......Jim
This reminds me of Ogden Nash. Brought a smile to my face, I like verse that is just for fun.
Sounds like personal Or rhyme rehearsonal. Whatever be Cleverly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Cute and funny poem!