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Improvised Poem Spoken, Just Now, To My Grandson, Brody, Who Is Three Years Old

Sitting on a loggy, not far from a boggy,

the froggy-woggy felt a little loggy

after a rather foggy morning made him soggy,

while a miniature doggy barked at old man McCroggy,

swinging his weed-whip like a taskmaster's floggy;

while in the swamp, a poliwoggy

entered the tail on his internet bloggy.

 

Starward

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Not a serious poem, meant only to amuse my grandson, to whom the original was extemporaneously spoken (I added a couple of lines to the written version).  And yes, "tail" is meant as a bad pun on "tale."

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©28 March 2021 - 12:02am — S74rw4rd
29 March 2021 - 3:16am — patriciajj
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One of the perks of having a

One of the perks of having a poet as a grandfather. An adorable gift to the little one. 

29 March 2021 - 5:15am — S74rw4rd
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Thank you.  He listened to

Thank you.  He listened to the first version with a big giggle, and that is what made me want to write it down.

Starward

30 March 2021 - 4:20am — patriciajj
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A great sense of humor runs

A great sense of humor runs in the family. A good call, writing it down 

28 March 2021 - 11:09am — georgeschaefer
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lucky grandson.  hope it's

lucky grandson.  hope it's not just a fictional grandson.  I need something to believe in.

28 March 2021 - 2:41pm — S74rw4rd
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Thank you for the comment,

Thank you for the comment, Sir, and yes, he is very much real.  He brings so much joy---and, once in a while, a little chaos---into our lives, and I consider myself to be immensely privileged to be one of his grandfathers.  He is one of our two youngest grandchildren (out of seven total), but because he lives in our home, the grandparenting role is somewhat different than what the other six experience.  

Starward