Dog O’Dile

I dreamed of a dog o’dile tonight
His head was green and his body was white

His snout and his teeth were those of a crock
While his white furry body was one of a dog

But maybe he has had a head of a dog
And his body was green like the one of a crock

I woke up in a fuss, and can’t quite remember
I woke up by the buzz, it had snowed, it’s December

I was looking through my back-ups today and found a ton of old poems. Braze yourselves! The throwback writings are coming!