Dawge #22! (24)

'Twas the night before Frikijerplurt Day and all through the lake 
not a butcher was stirring. Not even Ted. 
The hot dogs were laid on the counter with care 
in hopes that some hungry folks soon would be there. 
The monkeys were sleeping, snug in their beds 
as visions of schnitzel danced in their heads. 
With Dawge in his kilt, and I dressed as the Joker 
we had just settled down for some nice, evening poker. 
When out on the lawn the world was decaying ... 
I didn't care that much, so I went back to playing.



                      The End

Super Dawg #2! (23)

It was a dark and stormy night in Weeble-Wooble. Dawge was on his couch, eating more Hot Pockets, when he got an alert on the Dawg-phone!
"This is urgent, Super Dawg!" said Mayor Steve. "Come here quick!"

Dawge got into his toaster-suit, and Ubered to the mayor as fast as he could. "What's the problem, mayor?" Super Dawg asked in his super manly voice.
"I can't open this pickle jar!" said the mayor.
Super Dawg used his super strong robotic arm to open the jar.
"You saved us all Super Dawg!"  
"Just doing my job mayor."
And the day was saved again by Super Dawg, the crime-fighting catfish!