We have to keep him he followed me home

Little Larry came in using a wet puppy as an umbrella He’s starving, he loves me, he is such a good fella Where did you find him? He smells like wet dog Behind Brewster’s woodshed, next to their hog He is hungry, maybe starving, he needs a new home. His mother said he also needs a bath and a comb. We have to keep him, Little Larry argued, he followed me home. In your arms, above your head? Asked his big brother Rome.