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Friday, October 13, 2017

TO THE PARK

Needs can be seen in a puppy dog's eyes,
Locked in his crate some of his needs aren't realized.
It's your decision; it's a walk that he wants.
It's in your head, it's behavior that's like old hunts.
Do you need a friend, full of love's true spark?
Would you take him out, on a long walk to the park?
To the park?
To the park?
To the park?

You try to listen to the voice in the crate,
He fills your ears as you tell him he has to wait.
You're never certain if the pathway is free.
You pinch yourself but the dog's eyes are all you see.
Can you break away from your TV set?
Can you let him play, on a long walk to the park?
To the park?
To the park?
To the park?
To the park?
To the park? Whine, whine, whine!
 
Won'tcha walk me? yip, yip!
Won'tcha walk me? whine whine!
Won'tcha walk me? yip, yip!
Won'tcha walk me? whine whine!

You finally give in, to the barking you hear,
You find his leash and you try to be so sincere.
You walk your rounds and you TiVo your show.
You'd let it wait to get him all ready to go.
Can you find his leash when you hear him bark?
Can you feel his need? Will you take him to the park?
To the park?
To the park?
To the park?
To the park?
To the park?
To the park?
To the park?
To the park? Whine, whine, whine!
 

Apologies to Billy Squier.