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"They Call Me Gal"
There I was – alone – one day
When two fine people passed me on their way.
I scurried and scrambled between the cars
As they sought out my owners, near and far.
But I suspected something then I now know for sure
And as each day passes at 12A, its clear even more
That they were my real parents, my real mum and dad
Because without me in their lives, they'd be a little sad.
I sometimes think it was my broken end,
You know, the tail they helped to mend
Or perhaps it's the rude noise I make,
The one from my mouth; I call it "the fart fake."
Or maybe it's the human way that I wink
Just when I'm about to be busted, I think.
And then I look so cute, so innocent, white and fluffy
That all they can do is sit back – and "laugh-ee."
Like they time they bought me sushi
I grabbed a whole bunch of it you see.
Or the day I decided
The whole apartment's mine, just for me to pee.
So life as Gal the puppy, I guess is pretty good
I kinda like it here, in the Katamon 'hood.
I have the park with lots of friends
So Daniel and Emma can't drive me round the bend.
At the end of the day, life 'aint so tough,
They buy me great food and all sorts of fun stuff.
I'm not so into The Post but Haaretz makes a good pee place
But my eyes are really on that unopened beer case.
It's true I jest here, at least for the most part
Because Daniel just has, the most warm, loving heart.
And one day soon when Emma invades my bed,
I'll let her think for a while, that of MY home, she is head.
I love you both and thanks for taking care of me….
Gal Puppy |
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