#71

The strong, bad tiger, is a fat dog actually,

But I thought he was a tiger cause he keeps trying to eat me.

Bad dog, Bad dog, very, very bad dog,

Bad dog, Bad dog

I will beat you with a stick

I will beat you with my hand,

And when I’m tired I’ll start to kick

You slobber all over me

While you gnaw my leg,

You’re so nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty and mean

Bad dog, I will hit you.

You almost bit my arm through.

No more Frisbee or scratching under your ears,

Now it’s time to beat you cause

You’ve been gnawing me for years,

Go away bad dog.

BF; August 30, 2004