Now Fido\'s OK, if ya humour him
A talking, reading dog
But don\'t ya forget that 18+ box
If poems should be so marked
Or he\'ll go mad
He won\'t bite ya
But he\'ll bark fiercely at ya!
He\'ll sit by the fireside
In his carpet slippers and dressing gown
Of an evening, checking them poems
He has a pipe - just for comfort
But he don\'t have any baccy in it
And he don\'t smoke either
He sleeps on my bed
Sleeps in it, in fact
He barks at me if I try to turf him out
I have to sleep in his dog basket. Doh!