Monday, September 28, 2009

I wrote a new song.....

Since I'm not a musician, this is sung to the tune of "Watching Scotty Grow".

Watching Walker Poop

There he sits and acts just like a butt
He's an ornery mutt
But that's my dog

"Err-eeer Grrwl Grrwl" means "eff you, 'Nette"
When I say we're going to the vet
But that's my dog

Well you can have your kitty and your hamster
You can have your nasty horny toad
I'll sit here with my puppy dog here
While he's barking at a biking group
Biding my time and watching Walker poop

Rippin' toys apart
and snarling at Nancy Grace
He's makes a purty face
That's my dog

His fuzzy mouse toy sounds just like a goat
Cause Aston ripped his throat
That's my dog

In four short years, we gained two manic pansies
What we did before that I don't know
Aston sits and begs and humps my leg
While I stand with my handy scoop
Yawning and waiting and
Watching Walker poop

Ass up on his shoulders and off to bed
Ole poopy head
That's my dog

Gotta have a drink of water and a place to p*ss
Aim for Aston and miss
That's my dog

What's that you say dear,
Come on and keep your feet warm
Save me a place I'll be there in a minute or so
Walker come here, get your ass in gear
Get out from under the back deck stoop
Me and Aston are watching Walker poop

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