.3. My Woggle Poem by David Threadgold

.3. My Woggle

Rating: 5.0


The woggle on my neckerchief
Thick brown and made of leather
Went everywhere a Boy Scout went
Sun, wind and stormy weather

It went for hikes on Saturdays
Or church on special Sundays
Band practice nights on Thursdays
Got polished on the Mondays

A most important part of kit
Scout masters all would tell
For all good scouts must be prepared
And keep their woggle well


© 2008 David Threadgold
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