A Made-Up Poem about a Dog


My precocious dog meanders

Down in the myleio

She hops and plops and ganders

At all the dumps of snow

Her fur is long and panders

To the children down below


My loblolly dog is barking

Between the night and day

Her leash is made of sparks

As she does her best to flay

The shadows of an unknown park

Of where she likes to lay



The prompt for this poem was to:

Use one made-up word (Myleio)

Use one made-up word phrase/combo (Leash of Sparks)

And use one word differently than it’s original meaning (Loblolly– A North American pine tree with long, slender needles)


This is my interpretation. What’s yours?

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