Mashed Potatoes and Gravy Train (

Well we certainly did it last night When we went grocery shopping, there was a slight oversight The dog will not eat his regular feast out of the bag under the sink But he won't go thirsty, he will have plenty to drink He's a good old boy, he will not complain We're having Meatloaf, Mashed Potatoes topped with the dog's Gravy Train The chunks seemed to soften as they were put on the stove to bring out the flavor The family will find out if it is something a person would savor The smell was quite odd, not bad, not good, just odd Maybe this would be gourmet in some areas abroad As the kids sit the table, with the plates all the trimmings The secret item is reduced to simmering Everyone is ready to hear about the brown chunky stuff on the potatoes, I begin to explain We forgot our usual Mc Cormick's instant, so we had to Fido's Gravy Train Everyone at the table looked at one another I hand the first plate to their mother The next serving I passed to our daughter of age three Then the next one came to me I took one bite, the chunk shimmied down the throat My stomach instantly began to bloat The three year old took a bite and passed gas with the sound of a Whooping Crane Needless to say we gave Fido back his Gravy Train