My Dog Rover
Today is the day,
I will give my dog away.
I wonder if he's sick,
or if he's too lazy to play.
I called the vet,
$80 I cannot pay.
My dog, my favorite pet,
he does not want to play fetch.
He never likes to get wet,
today he doesn't want to play catch.
I tell him to roll over,
that he doesn't even want to do.
When I call my dog Rover,
he gives me the puppy face too.
Maybe he's over fed.
I don't see him wagging his tail,
he just lays there in bed.
Should I call the Dog Catcher,
so he can stop playing dead.
Sid & Son
Copyright © Skat A | Year Posted 2010
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