Friday, April 13, 2012
Thursday, April 12, 2012
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.
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