John Aggy III

Oh sweet Aggy,
Arrived with fur so dreary,
All the widows were teary,
Namesaked after the ugly.

Oh sweet Aggy,
Under this blazing heat,
You present a blue so mighty,
Yet you do not eat,
Though you seem so hungry.

Oh sweet Aggy,
Beneath our stark moonlit night,
Striking crimson glare so fiery,
Gunning to shine a coat,
With no rivalry.

Picture credits to Abhi :)