He talks to me all the time
What he’s saying I’ve no clue
I could take a chance and guess
But I’d more than likely step in poo
Oh yeah, he can howl
On occasions he’ll even bark
Sometimes he’ll argue with me
With some attitude remark
I know that he knows
That I know what he wants
And he knows that I know
That he knows how to taunt
He’ll play the game
Thinking he’ll win
Next thing I know
I’m out of breath again
But at the end of the day
We’re both too tired to chew
He looks at me and says
Wy wuv wuu
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