Remember the story about the cat
which blocked my whole chair 'cause it was so fat
and wouldn't rise
for the world's biggest prize?
A similar thing happened yesterday
but there are some new aspects as I must say.
It wasn't a cat who stole my seat this time
(but no matter who does, I think it's a crime).
A little black pug
stubborn as fuck
sat on my seat!
I didn't think that was neat. :|
And I thought to myself "I have to act fast!
'Cause if I didn't, he'd start to nap, and that would last..."
And then it happened, aback I was taken:
I shook the dog – but the dog wasn't shaken!
Let me tell you, this gross little hound,
all it did was to wiggle around
in his skin that could fit three of his size!
But, long story short, the dog didn't rise.