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
