My Religious Dog. Poem by Norman Jin Shyr Wang

Daddy gave me a dog
I called him 'Mr. Log'
Who slept in a fog
after fought with a hog.
He mugged on the Bible blog
as long as there was no frog.
Like a holy man he snoffed
and snubbed without a sob.
Mr. Log was a smart dog
who kept his hotdogs in a synagogue
where he liked to make dialogues
with other godly dogs.
I would like to become as religious
as Mr. Log and his godly dogs.
Would God tell me what is the meaning
of my life in keeping a dog?