My deep soft brown eyes Unable to tell a lie My big clumsy paw Smashed till its raw My big velvety ears Pulled till it causes little puppy tears
Now my daddy says This is the end of my days I hang down head in worry Perhaps I should be sorry For nipping him or licking Perhaps thats why he calls me sickening Now we drive up to a place With people sterned face He signs some papers with a mad look Now hes picking me up One last time I'm shook
Now I'm in big white room With a big clear box Theres mist in it The people grab me The hard grip won't quit The they put me inside And thats where I died.