I’m not a man I am a dog.
Sometimes I pretend I am a barking frog.
I’m a little outspoken at times.
Unlike the cat who never rhymes.
My family is so sweet and gloomy.
Sometimes they play and talk a little loony.
I really like it when they call me droopy.
They love to give me extra’s because I am moody.
In all honesty, sometimes I think they are nuts.
They drink that funny water and act like a klutz.
When they are sad and caught in a circle.
I see them through that troublesome hurdle.