One Dogged Day

by Mewsette

Oh! what a thought, it makes me shudder. What breed of dog would I be If some day dawned as yellow as butter And I was a dog, 'stead of me? Oh! what a horror, it makes me shiver. (I wrote that line and I shook.) Something's so wrong, I'd be all a-quiver, I'd run to the mirror and look. 'Spose what I saw was a German Shepherd Snarling in shock back at me. Not a small pup, not a regal leopard, A big, scary dog I would be! Why be a Shepherd? I've no idea. What's left of my mind is on Stun. I'd race off like a horse at Hialeah, No! I should call nine-one-one! Well, I might just sit there and sob, Or I might get up and go dial it. Or I might go out and get me a job As a kamekaze pilot. No! I'm a cat. Although I'm steamin' Like brew in a coffee cup, It has to be, must be, that I'm dreamin'! I'd shiver and really wake up.