Lost My Dog
Never mind my monologue, unless you'd like to dialogue.
I woke this morning in a fog, because, you see, I lost my dog.
She was no normal dog, by the way.
One day I found her at a matinee.
Everyday we would play and play until...yes, it was yesterday - my birthday!
On that day, I had a thought that made good sense.
But my need to open presents was intense!
In my mind, I spared no cents, when I thought, I should fix that fense!
Now, a bit teary-eyed, a billion tears I have cried!
Like a wheeping willow tree, I cried the tears of the big blue sea!
My emotions were on a slip-and-slide, I'll admit I was terrified!
Oh, wait a minute, get a grip! I'm just about to do a flip!
Before I got to the bottom of my guilt trip,
I remembered about the chip!
If she is lost, we turn it on and we will find her in a zip!
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