The dog

A Poem by Olivia Lawlor

there once was a dog

he sat on a log

his name was frits

and he liked mitts

he met a frog

turned into a hog

poor dog

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LOL all of your poems are from school. Yeah we sure are some GREAT ;) poets.

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Added on August 9, 2012
Last Updated on August 9, 2012

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