3/28/2003

Dog Island

Filed under:General — eric @ 4:02 am

On the “Big Dog” Canine Island,
It’s a land that’s fair and bright,
The rabbits grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night.
The caves all are empty
And the sun shines every day
I’m bound to go
Where there ain’t no snow
Where the sleet don’t fall
And the winds don’t blow
On the “Big Dog” Canine Island.

1 Comment »

  1. All the big mean dogs have rubber teeth,
    And the dogcatchers are blind.
    There’s a lake full of stew,
    And of kibble, too.
    In the “Big Dog” Canine Island.

    Comment by Matt — 3/29/2003 @ 11:35 am

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