A poem for my dog, to be read to the tune of Lou Reed ‘Perfect Day’.

Just a perfect day,
Wake up to a little bark,
And then later,
When we’re in the park, you do a poo.
Just a perfect day,
Go walking, find perfect views
And I buy you
A toy to chew: it’s a bone.
Oh, it’s such a perfect day,
I’m glad I spent it with you,
Oh such a perfect day
You keep pulling me along
Until all the treats are gone.
Just a perfect day
I don’t have to take my phone.
And you chase a ball I’ve thrown,
And bring it back.
Just a perfect day
You made me forget myself
But then you heard someone yell
And ran away.
Oh, it’s such a perfect day
I’m glad I spent it with you,
Oh, such a perfect day
You don’t dig up someone’s lawn
Or sick up day old prawns.

You only eat just what you’re told
You only eat just what you’re told
You only eat just what you’re told
You only eat just what you’re told

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