Christmas Eve

Twas the night before christmas, and all through MY house
not a husky was stirring, not even Loki the mutatoe.
No stockings were hung, we don't have a chimney,
but we hoped we'd get something good to eat at least.

The human man in his robe, the human woman in her sleepy pants
were hogging the computers as usual and not paying any attention to us.
When from the yard there arose such a barking,
its the neighbors yippy dog... we need to kill him, he's so obnoxious.

So, just another typical night full of fur, and not enough attention or food
Merry Christmas to all of you huskies and other dogs...

Tomorrow we better get some turkey, or you'll really hear about it!

(I don't rhyme very well, its too much work)


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