Poodles From Outer Space

They come in many different sizes Different colors, different cuts All purebred from Poodle planet No mixing of Martian mutts Innocently enough we let them into our homes Now with too many it is to little to late We've been taken captive without even knowing By Poodles from Outer Space Soon, very soon to take over it all Ruling the world of common man Getting us to do their bidding at every call Has all along been their dastardly plan Leading us to believe that we are the Masters But what is really behind the bark And what's up with all the tail wagging Just waiting it out while playing their cards And the crazed frenzy in all of the yapping That they do while roaming in packs Is just giving away their location So the Mother Ship knows where they are at As it continues to circle our planet In the unassuming shape of a Milk-Bone The Alien Poodles are in cahoots with Purina Google it, you'll see I'm not wrong Years ago they first landed in France Where quickly they blended in From there is where they ventured out Into all the major Continents Now in every corner of the world In all of its crooks and crannies Saying hello to those in the know wherever they go By their Planet's greeting...the sniffing of fanny Yes, they are Poodles from Outer Space So toss that dog a bone If you ever wonder who is in charge And who it is that's owned... I have 3 Poodles that own me... I swear they're Aliens...