When Danny was just a little boy He was really fond of dogs Mother could not abide the critters And didn't like smelling their logs His wish for a little ol' furry pet Was for Mother a pain in the butt Often, when he came home from school He was "followed" by a dirty little mutt Mother couldn't resist Danny's little face So she'd tell him he could keep it But when the doggie did a dirty deed He'd have to be the one to sweep it That dog was little but he sure could bark And when he heard music, he'd howl Mother tried to grin and bear it But, at times, we'd see a big scowl That little mutt finally ran away And Danny really wanted another He knew he'd have to tell a tall tale To get another dog past Mother One day he came walking up the drive With a big lump under his jacket We all knew that the jig was up When his jacket started making a racket Yep, you guessed it, he'd done it again But this time really was strange For when he pulled that doggie out The poor thing was covered with mange Mother let him keep the pooch And she even gave it a name Mange was his new moniker That critter really looked a shame The dogs would either die or run away And Danny always wanted another As the years went by, it got much easier To smuggle the dogs past Mother She always knew what he was doing 'Cause our Mother was no fool Danny was such a sweet little kid And Mother just couldn't be cruel All that happened so long ago Such good times to recall When baby brother could crack a smile Our Mother to completely enthrall Kathleen McCoy Eldridge© April 21, 2006 All Rights Reserved


"Where, Oh Where, Has My Little Dog Gone?"
Sequenced by Frank Schober
Grandpa Schober's Original Midi Files