Those Dirty Nazis
Cathie finally lets me go out on my own now
As long as I wear a tracking device of some kind
This, of course, is needed in case I wander away
And can't remember where I live!
At times I have even been known to take a bus
And wind up in a city miles away or even in a different province
I often follow nice looking ladies
Hoping they'll be nice to me and ask me home for dinner!
So far that hasn't happened although once
I offered to bring a nice lady to MY house for dinner
But I couldn't remember where I lived
Tried walking into a house that looked like mine
The alarms went off and the police took me and my friend
Down to the police station for interrogation!
That was really quite embarrassing!
I've been told in no uncertain terms not to talk to strangers
And in particular, pretty young ladies!
I whined and stomped my feet but Cathie insisted
Or she won't let me go out on my own anymore!
I'm as sharp as I've ever been but I do call her Mabel sometimes!
Hope we defeat those dirty Nazis!
(Tongue in cheek... of course!)
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