We went swimmin’, did daddy and I,

In the ocean so warm, I felt so high,

I ran about the beach, chasing & jumping like I could fly,

The waves from the ocean tasted good, though they got in my eye…

Chased the seagulls and some guys golf ball,

Daddy and I wrestled and had some big brawl,

He kept telling me not to drink the water, it seemed to him appall,

Now out of the trailer I am evicted, till I am quite off of sick call…

Yep, you guessed it, I got sick in daddies brand new car,

He has not been worried if my claws do his paint mar,

But when I got sick on his new car smelling rugs,

Boy did I feel just like a teensy weensy bug…

Hey everybody, don’t drink salt water, no matter how good it does taste,

Then you won’t your daddies cars rugs deface,

I won’t be living inside tonight; my fur smells like salt,

I wish this night I could erase, my puke reminding daddy of toxic waste…

          © RUFUZ ~ 9.25.2005