Ode To Peanut

Ode to Peanut (by my father David Swanson) Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of Peanut! Oh her eyes are filled with wisdom and her breed is pure mutt. Her dinner is the contents of the kitty litter box, but she's our darling dog! Chorus: Peanut, peanut we all hail you! Peanut, peanut we all smail you! Despite the smell of your dog-do, Cause you're our darling dog! She reigns as queen of poodles everywhere beneath the sun, She's the idol of each dog and cat with whom she's ever run. She has a spot of sticky crusted right beneath her tail, but she's our darling dog! (Chorus) She likes to chew the gummy bits of all our underwear - It gives her breath the same aroma found in **** hair. She sleeps in Tabie's bed at night - the brownish spots are there! But she's our darling dog!