His master's a cog In the wheels of the zog So he sought out the frog That sits on a log In his favorite bog For some advice for his blog But then a nig nog Appeared out of the fog With a penchant to flog And he started to jog, so the dog Who had had a long slog through the bog, and the fog to the log by the frog for advice on his blog, said "Hey, fuck you, nigger."
Then he woke up, and chewed on a beechwood clog.
His master's a cog
In the wheels of the zog
So he sought out the frog
That sits on a log
In his favorite bog
For some advice for his blog
But then a nig nog
Appeared out of the fog
With a penchant to flog
And he started to jog, so the dog
Who had had a long slog through the bog, and the fog to the log by the frog for advice on his blog, said
"Hey, fuck you, nigger."
Then he woke up, and chewed on a beechwood clog.