(Poem) That Fated Night by Sarah Mäkelä

I thought that I'd post a fun poem today. Tell me what you think of it.
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That Fated Night

One cold, cold night
I had quite a fright
While driving tonight
A large dog crossed my sight.

Without a warning
During the storming
That large dog a whining
I felt quite a pining
And went upon his gathering.

The dog in my care
I dare not despair
For I shall bear
This burden quite fair.

Inside my house
It is as quiet as a mouse
For I have no louse
Of a spouse
To disturb my house.

When I settle
I go on to mettle
With fixing my kettle
Of tea that I ettle
Though I still feel quite nettle.

My gaze shifts to the dog
But no more a dog
I see but a man with the glorious eyes of a bog
Who is definitely like no frog
I've seen nor like a hog.

He is indeed a beauty.