It came from the bog

 it is half past five o'clock

and i am on the dock

waiting for a boat

i hear a frog croak

underneath this cloak

hiding yet another smoke

a cigarette and yet

i find i have a pet

something i couldn't get

didn't grasp, didn't know

i hear you through the radio

lights are twinkling in the distance

and i am envisioning

something exciting and daunting

nevertheless i find this

all the while 

walked with you a mile

down the river Nile

the wood carving looks like a donkey

also there is a frog

and a dog

amphibians on a log