Friday, August 24, 2012

“Seamus & the Dog Bog”

Seamus, Seamus,
Was your ride fresh?
Would the rain wait
For a good dog
To find the bog?

Seamus, Seamus,
Did the sky frown?
When darkness fell
Crusting the bowl
Like pitch-black coal?

Seamus, Seamus,
Hear bog dog’s howl?
Chance for parley?
Greetings exchanged?
Escapes arranged?

Seamus, Seamus,
Smell the bog stank?
Could it now spread?
Were there more pets
Abandoned wet?

Seamus, Seamus,
Can freedom sing?
Bog dog ears perk?
Canine chorus
Ring before us?

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