From the irrepressible Christus Vincit, the first draft of a certain hymn-text:
You who dwell in the kennel of the Lord
with your Alpo and Kibbles and Bits;
Sometimes it's Eukanuba;
sometimes it's Gravy Train.
(Refrain)And he shall speak to you of beagle's things,
rubber toys and chewy things;
Make you to sit in his lap
and pat you on the top of your head.
His collar, his wormer, his visit to the vet;
I want to take care of my pet.
When we come back from "walkies",
he'll get his doggie treat.
The barking, the baying, the howling at the moon;
I hope that he stops it real soon.
It can be most annoying
when he's out of control.
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"Irrepressible" --- I like that!
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