All In a Dog Day

What’s wrong with him? He throws the stick I bring back the bloody thing This back and forth is making me sick Now he calls me and says “time to go” I want to play some more I’m not ready, chase me, you too slow His tried and angry because he swore I’m not allowed on the couch And if I do he kicks me in the nuts I yelp, in dog language that means ouch! He is luck I don’t bite him, his got guts Revenge is sweet, in the corner I leave a treat And mum shouts at him “you didn’t take him for a walk.” See I told you I’ll have you beat Now there’s silence and not willing to talk So for now I’ll lie by the fire Waiting to here the arguing Halls’ And do the thing I most desire That is…… licking me b-lls