Woof, woof, woof!
Fido\'s gone barking mad
He wants to warn you of this poem
And he said to me (a talking dog!)
\'Mark that poem 18+\'
Ohh, he is right
Cos I gotta tell ya of something so horrific
You\'ll need to be prepared for it
It don\'t just apply to Halloween
Every day is scary with this.....
Fido will join in with this poem
With interspersed \'Woofs\'
Woof, woof! (do ya hear him?)
It\'s worse than witch\'s brews
But I got no eyes of newts or legs of toads for ya
Who wants to eat that muck?!
It\'s a dark thing I\'m gonna tell ya
Darker than a black cat in a coal cellar at midnight
(It was having a sleep in there)
Whatever can it be?
Woof, woof! Fido knows
He is hiding behind the sofa now
Tell us what it is, Orchi
Well, have three guesses...
Having to watch a week of \'Eastenders?\' - Nope.
They need no face masks on there for Halloween!
Adding water to my whisky? - Nope.
Recalling the terrible events of 1066
When I told Harold to look up at the wrong moment? - Nope.
Enough waffling - time to reveal...
Woof. woof - see, Fido\'s warning you, that....
\"I\'m gonna sing!!!\"
(Hee hee hee)