I am only a back-yard dawg
I am sure you will agree
I'm cheaper than a security door
That's why these folks keep me
I seldom get out for a walk,
I'm fed on table scraps.
My water bowl is getting low,
They'll fill it up-perhaps.
I bark when people come around,
To frighten them away.
I know I can't get to the fence,
And so, I'm sure do they.
My parents both were cattle dawgs,
From Queensland way they came,
They worked the beasts in heat and dust,
I'd like to do the same.
There is no joy in this town yard,
At times it makes me spit.
To think I'm doing solitude,
For a crime I didn't commit!
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