Out walking my dog when
He got a wave of the zoomies
Suddenly I realize
I’m dancing between the poopies
Poopies to the left
Poopies to the right
Oh my gosh
The yard has been poopified
Time to get to work
And find my pooper scooper?
Must pick up after
My super-duper four-legged pooper
He’s a champion alright
He can poop with the best of them
A canine poopin’ machine
No matter where, how or when
And if Orchi were here
I know he’d seize the moment
He’d be singing to my footsteps
Quite possibly a bad omen
Don’t wear the good shoes
Put baggies on your tootsies
While out in the backyard
Dance between the poopies
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