Wednesday, August 15, 2007

I'm a lucky dog

I'll eat chicken
When its finger lick-in

I'll eat meat
When I’m by your feet

I'll eat scraps
When they fall from laps

And food in a can
Or a frying pan

You’ll just eat a bowl of rice
Because it’s not a real high price

You’ll just eat a boiled potato
Not some lettuce and tomato

You’ll just eat a bowl of hash
Because you have so a little cash

You don’t have enough to eat
Now you can't stand upon your feet

I’m a lucky dog it’s true
But how can a dog feel sorry for you

By, Randee Saber 8/15/07