Analysis of Just a foggy morning

The morning was foggy
And my sight was a little bit foggy
I went to see the old foggy
To mend my truck's foggy

Afterwards I collared my dog
And we made our customary jog
Halfway through the local bog
My bicycle chain slipped the cog

I made my way to the local dig
Past the bar where we do our jig
To our local mechanic Mr. Mig
Who many locals say is a pig

I greeted Mr. Mig with a hug
And talked about the old hag
Then I took out my bag
And gave him the cog and a fag

Then I went home and took out the milk jug
I poured some in my old favorite mug
Sat down on the settee with a smug
And stretched my legs on the Persian rug