Whats All the Fuss About?

Do I know what all the fuss is about? When their long legs pass by in a flurry Languid some just slump and often passed out The smell of urine drenches their worry Look gazing eyes that pass me by, woo hoo! She’s perky! I really want to pursue! Grr! She’s gone; they must have turned down that way But my lady’s going elsewhere today My lady’s smart, clicks her way down the street And I accompany her at her feet! She calls me Fluffy, a name I despise Typical for a Poodle, no surprise! She picks me up and then kisses my snout “Oooh, peaches what is all the fuss about?”