Doggie Thoughts:
“This bloke has been livin’ alone/
for too long. Damn, his hair’s overgrown/
And he clutches his cane/
Like a man gone insane:/
Somebody should throw him a bone.”///
But wait- the problem’s not that./
He’s not lived alone in his flat:/
He’s been willing to pander/
To scratches and dander:/
He’s been trying to live with a cat.///
There’s a reason we’re called “man’s best friend”/
It’s a title I’m proud to defend./
For a cat’s like a whore/
Rotten, right to the core/
On us dogs you can always depend.”
Doggie Thoughts:
“This bloke has been livin’ alone/
for too long. Damn, his hair’s overgrown/
And he clutches his cane/
Like a man gone insane:/
Somebody should throw him a bone.”///
But wait- the problem’s not that./
He’s not lived alone in his flat:/
He’s been willing to pander/
To scratches and dander:/
He’s been trying to live with a cat.///
There’s a reason we’re called “man’s best friend”/
It’s a title I’m proud to defend./
For a cat’s like a whore/
Rotten, right to the core/
On us dogs you can always depend.”