An Ode To Glogg*
I bought some glogg
for Xmas, I said.
The family was agog.
Why not egg nog?
I should have known better
than start this dialog.
But egg nog’s so cliché
like summer's hot dog.
A toast of glogg over the burning yule log
would be tasty and fun, like slop to a hog.
And glogg was non-alcoholic,
unlike its cousin, the grog.
But the family was angry;
they were fit to flog,
if I should disavow
their traditional egg nog
Yet glogg is from Sweden, of the ice and the fog,
where Santa sleeps, and reindeer clog.
I said we could eat, drink and be merry like Santa himself,
till we were ripe with glee, and fat as a frog.
They said that’s fine for Big Dave;
he can drink his old glogg.
But for the rest of the fam,
we will stick with egg nog.
So there’s nothing to do
'cept an epilog—
a poem, a lament,
or maybe a . . .
for Xmas, I said.
The family was agog.
Why not egg nog?
I should have known better
than start this dialog.
But egg nog’s so cliché
like summer's hot dog.
A toast of glogg over the burning yule log
would be tasty and fun, like slop to a hog.
And glogg was non-alcoholic,
unlike its cousin, the grog.
But the family was angry;
they were fit to flog,
if I should disavow
their traditional egg nog
Yet glogg is from Sweden, of the ice and the fog,
where Santa sleeps, and reindeer clog.
I said we could eat, drink and be merry like Santa himself,
till we were ripe with glee, and fat as a frog.
They said that’s fine for Big Dave;
he can drink his old glogg.
But for the rest of the fam,
we will stick with egg nog.
So there’s nothing to do
'cept an epilog—
a poem, a lament,
or maybe a . . .
Merry Christmas!
* Oops. Blame it on the holiday rush. It's spelled glogg, not glog. Not only that, glogg rhymes with oog as in our dog Doog. Oh, well. I did say this was an "ode." So it doesn't have to rhyme.
15 Comments:
Excellent, Davey.
I've had glog, and I've had egg nog.
I vote for egg nog.
Cute poem :o). Merry Christmas!
Oh, my....I was all agog reading this blog!
Wishing you and Wendy a very Merry Christmas and all the best in 2008.
Terri
http://www.islandwriter.net
Great poem, Dave! I'm off to Google glog!
never heard of it...but i'd love to give it a try! by the way, your secret santa is wayyyyyyyyy more generous than any one i've ever had.
LOL Dave!
Happy Holidays to you and yours!
LOL Dave!
Happy Holidays to you and yours!
With a name like "Big Dave", I bet your feet are Longfellows --- but you are not a poet --- just a really nice guy! MERRY CHRISTMAS, Dave!
"Hi Dave," said she, rather sheepishly. Thanks for visiting my new spot.... but I didn't know it was public. I was just whining and am ashamed of myself. I really need to get serious about my oven and blog intelligently. Actually, I have a rather good blog (it is rated more highly than most on the reader education level), but it really is a secret. I don't want my family to read it. Check out http://blankityblog.blogspot.com--- then forgetaboutit.
Dave, you've tagged with a drabble. Come over to my blog to find out what it is.
BTW, liked your blog about glogg.
Hope you had a nice glogg after you wrote that blog :)
Sounds like a lot of glogg to me.
I think I will stick with egg nog!!
I'd rather get a noogie
Than hear a boogie-woogie.
SirDarean told a big lugi.
Merry Christmas, Doogie.
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