Ive rounded up a rowdy assemblyOf my own Consequential DogsAs counterparts to Eliots mogs.Mine are a rough and ready bunch:You wouldnt take them out to lunch . . .But if they strike you as friendly, funny,Full of bounce and fond of a romp,Forgetful of poetic pomp,I trust youll take them as you find themAnd, at the very least, not mind them.