Biff Gets His Fill

Biff Gets His Fill By Elton Camp Sue, Biff’s wife, simply loved her dog Though he was filthy as a rooting hog To keep Fido outside she didn’t try The house became as dirty as a sty He took a nap on the best chair, However, Mrs. Sue really didn’t care Then he began to craw into their bed And try to sleep atop Biff’s head The outside, good Fido didn’t use Excreted wherever he did choose All through the house was found Stinking piles of something brown The bottoms of the drapes were yellow Because of the presence of that fellow Because Fido and Sue were so crude, Biff found hair on his clothes and food Reasoning with his wife did no good So Biff finally did what he should He gave Fido a hard kick on his rear And sternly shouted, “Get out of here!” He said, “Sue, if you don’t like what I do, You are welcome to get out of here too.”