Song of The Month:
WALKIN’ THE POODLE ALONE
Tune: Rockin’ the cradle alone (Irish traditional)
Hi ho hi ho my Laddie, lie down-stay,
For perhaps your white fur will soon need the flea comb
Oh, I’m pettin’ and groomin’ and walkin’ my poodle
I live with a doggie in a cat-lady’s home.
As I went a-walkies one chilly wet mornin’,
To a neighbouring yard where the grass is well mown,
I was that young man makin’ sad lamentation
‘Bout walkin’ the poodle every day on my own.
Well a year has gone by since I first met my girlfriend
I thought like a fool that we’d share the walkin’
But found to my sorrow, and massive vexation
She’s proved a cat-lover, and likes to sleep in.
She goes off every weekend to some Con or other
And she leaves me here walkin’ the poodle alone
This fluffy white doggie, I tell him “I’m Daddy”,
The felines have no use for us two in their home.
When my love she comes back from the Con on a Monday
She calls the cats before she kisses her man
They rub at her ankles, with mewin’ and yowlin’,
And she cries “Hey, they’re hungry, can you open a can?”
So come all ye young men, that’s inclined to get doggies
Take my advice, leave cat-ladies alone
She might be the hottest, but by that Bast goddess,
You’re sure to be walkin’ your poodle alone.
Copyright 2020 Patricia A. Leslie