Mr Big Shot
Well, there's the morning paper
Torn up on the floor
And a big old smelly wet spot
Right by the front door
The food bowl is tipped over
The water bowl is too
And I wonder how much trouble
Big Shot has got into
Had a bad day at the office
So I'd like to go upstairs
Have a shower and a sandwich
With no worries or no cares
But I got to find the little guy
That naughty little pup
Put a stop to all his mischief
Before he tears things up
In the bedroom's where I found him
Just chewing on my shoe
And his eyes beg me to answer
What was I supposed to do?
I scold and he looks sorry
His chin is on the floor
And his sad look is saying
Don't you love me anymore
So I reach down and pick him up
And put my arms around
This sweet and charming treasure
That somehow I have found
Just a wriggly little body
And two eyes that love shines though
With a tail just like a whirligig
That's wagging just for you
And he gives the warmest kisses
Of anyone I've met
And I can't help but fall in love
With pink tongue and puppy breath
Just a little Mr Big Shot
You just tore my world apart
And somewhere in the process
you just went and stole my heart.
By jollynoblefrog
© 2006 jollynoblefrog
(All rights reserved)
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