Adopt sixteen pounds

And whadda you get

A lotta aggravation

And more trips to the vet

Saint Peter don’t you call me

Cause I can’t go

I owe my soul to the

Local Pet Store

If you see her ah comin’

You better step aside

Or your socks will be in tatters

Your sneakers butterflied

Your mail will be dismembered

There’s water on the floor

Drinking bowl’s upended

And scratches on the door

Hand towel’s missing from the kitchen

Toilet paper’s in the hall

Nearly sprained an ankle

Stepping on a tennis ball

I need to call a dog shrink

This dog thinks she’s a cat

Compared to her sister

She really is a brat

Saint Peter don’t you call me

Cause I can’t go

I owe my soul to the

Local Pet Store

Copyright 2010 Patrick Granfors