Sunday, June 19, 2011

The Poet and the Muse

A fellow was walking his dog
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.

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