A Dog speaks out | wersja: 15.03.2011 00:47
I am a dog, make no mistake,
Certainly there's much at stake
I seek from you a clarification
On behalf of dogs for their edification
Let me try and be ever so candid
Why do Men think we are stupid?
Look at things they want us to go after
He throws a stick into ice cold water
Then expects me to jump in and pick
I mean to say, if he wants that stick
why doesn't he bloody well get it himself
Pardon my French! I get angry myself
They speak to me in English quite sharpish
Ever speak to a Man who knows no English?
They can't be bothered to learn doggy talk
Some do try a bit, I admit as I bark
I mean to say, is it too much to expect
for a dog to be treated with some respect?
They bribe us with bones as they rant
of course we know what they want
Humour them we do, the stupid fools
Training they call it with their rules
The look on their faces when we humour
So pathetic as they press for even more
Some try to dress us for Heaven's sake
Can't they see our own coats we cannot forsake
How stupid some of us look in a cape
Poor fools haven't a way of escape
Our variety and beauty of covering
Men can never match with their draping
Have to say some Humans are good
play with us, pet us and give us food
look after us when we are unwell
give us shelter and treat us swell
We express ourselves from time to time
with fearful growls, bared teeth and a whine
It is not a bad life after all, if you mind
No work, no taxes, nothing of the kind
Not limited to one partner, free to love
So many to choose, a real treasure trove
Kids love us, families accept us warmly
A dog's life is not a bad life after all, mostly
Certainly there's much at stake
I seek from you a clarification
On behalf of dogs for their edification
Let me try and be ever so candid
Why do Men think we are stupid?
Look at things they want us to go after
He throws a stick into ice cold water
Then expects me to jump in and pick
I mean to say, if he wants that stick
why doesn't he bloody well get it himself
Pardon my French! I get angry myself
They speak to me in English quite sharpish
Ever speak to a Man who knows no English?
They can't be bothered to learn doggy talk
Some do try a bit, I admit as I bark
I mean to say, is it too much to expect
for a dog to be treated with some respect?
They bribe us with bones as they rant
of course we know what they want
Humour them we do, the stupid fools
Training they call it with their rules
The look on their faces when we humour
So pathetic as they press for even more
Some try to dress us for Heaven's sake
Can't they see our own coats we cannot forsake
How stupid some of us look in a cape
Poor fools haven't a way of escape
Our variety and beauty of covering
Men can never match with their draping
Have to say some Humans are good
play with us, pet us and give us food
look after us when we are unwell
give us shelter and treat us swell
We express ourselves from time to time
with fearful growls, bared teeth and a whine
It is not a bad life after all, if you mind
No work, no taxes, nothing of the kind
Not limited to one partner, free to love
So many to choose, a real treasure trove
Kids love us, families accept us warmly
A dog's life is not a bad life after all, mostly
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