[Based on "Behind Blue Eyes" by The Who]
No pug knows what it's like
To be always racing
To be always chasing
Husky behind
You pekes have no idea
How the brisk air
Blows the long hair
On husky behind.
But my dreams, they are of leading
My own pack to the win.
I love running with my packmates.
The ground is frosty; so is my chin.
This year I hope to run my
First Iditarod
Though the view's
Husky behind.
When all you see's dog tail
You get bitter.
Any quitter
Would instantly fail.
But we run because we love it.
It's what we'd do on our own.
You PETA wanks can just shove it.
We love our running
When in The Zone.
Woken early, I sense it's Race Day!
Please let me be in the pack!
All us dogs start to pant and bay;
Don't want to be left in the shack.
If you're smelling anything evil,
Blame the one in front of me.
We don't shiver, we feel nary a chill.
Is that why you need to stop to pee?
No chow knows what it's like
To be sniffing
To be whiffing
Husky behind.
Deuce on Oct 16 at 09:31 AM