Thursday, April 12, 2012

Young Willie T. Paige

Young Willie T. Paige

Poodleady-ay

Poodle Prison Blues

Thomas P.

I hear that dog a scratchin’

Scratchin to get in

And she ain’t been an outside dog

Since I don’t know when

She’ll probably eat the cat food

Instead of her Kibbles and Bits

When I hear that poodle scratchin

My flea bites start to itch.

I hear that poodle barkin

Scratchin at my door

I’d rather have her outside

Than pissin’ on the floor

She’s whinin’ and a cryin’

“Call the SPCA”

That hi-falutin poodle

Tortures me night and day.

If I could leave that poodle

Get rid of that mutt

That furry little varmint

That pain in my butt.

Far from Poodle Prison

That’s where I long to be

But I hear that poodle yodel

And that’s what tortures me..

I’m stuck in Poodle Prison

And that’s what tortures me.

© 2012 Thomas P.

Heaven, Photographs and Music by T Paige