The dogs once held a meeting, they came from near and far,
Some came by helicopter, and others came by car.
And so inside the city hall, no one dared to look.
As each dog took of its arsehole, and hung it on a hook.
There they were, sitting there, father son and sire.
Sitting round and looking round, when someone shouted, Fire!
Up they got and out they ran, without no time to look.
They snatched the nearest arsehole off the nearest hook.
As so, my friend, sometimes you see your doggy leave his bone.
To sniff another dogs arse hole, he's just trying to find his own.
Submission date : 2005-11-06
Last edit : 2005-11-06
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