Lost and Found Basset Hound
Fuzzy and I driving along
Going to Ricky’s to eat
He had to swerve his truck to miss
A Basset Hound in the street
Fuzzy! Stop the truck, let’s go back
And check out that Basset Hound
By God, that’s got to be “Shorty”
It Ricky’s dog we have found
I don’t think he knows where he is
His home is three miles from here
Catch him and put him in the truck
That is Ricky’s dog, that’s clear
As we pulled into Rick’s yard
Shorty got out of the truck
Ricky your dog had runaway
We caught him so you’re in luck
Ricky said, “You’ve got the wrong dog
Shorty is right over there”
Get that dog back where he belongs
Before the owner’s aware”
Fuzzy and I returned the dog
And thought about what we’d done
Had someone seen us steal their dog
We could be under the gun
Copyright © Charles Sides | Year Posted 2011
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