A holiday song, from Skye, the dog:
my favritt thingz
pee-drops on rozez and eddibbul kittenz
bryt neon frizbeez and chewd up wool mittinz
brown durtee yard crud that spring-tym will bring
theez are a few of my favritt thingz
drinking from toylits and barking at poodulz
big ballz and little balls and eeting thoz poodulz
anee stoopid pursun who cumz tu cloas to my thyngs (and i can byt them)
theez are a few of my favritt thingz
dryd up old poopeez and ichy red rashez
snowflayks that cool down thoaz red belly rashez
moldee old peetzas and ransid hot wyngs
theez are a few of my favritt thingz
when the dog byts (it wasn't me!)
when the bee styngz (I'll bite it!)
when im feeling mad
i simplee remembur my rabeez shot
and then i doant feel so bad
pee-ess: I lyk frewt too.
Peace, till next