At midnight, through darkness and fog,
To find the right time
To capture a rhyme
To post on the page of his blog.
As personal acquaintances of Dr. Goose may know, most of these verses originate during late-night constitutionals with Gloria, the cairn terrier and poetic muse. Were it not for her nightly needs, there might never have been economic limericks.
LOL! Very a-musing. :)
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Each night at the wag of a tail,
Doc meets Muse in the rain, snow, or hail.
There, they plan his next blog
As they follow the dog
Along the stained yellow-bricks-trail.