Mine eyes look on the cuteness of the puppy I call Fabes.
He may only have three legs but he's a magnet for the babes.
His willy is pathetic; he has no chance of getting laid,
but hope keeps hopping on.
Faby Baby, he's my puppy.
Squirmy like a hyper guppy.
Faby Baby, he's my puppy.
Our love keeps hopping on.
He is old, and he is achy, but the love in him burns bright.
I like to hide his ears to make a ghost that likes a fright
and put pretty pink stuff on.
Homey Omo, he's my old man
A life of cuddles, that is his plan.
Homey Omo, he's my old man.
Our love keeps snuggling on
I am a hopeless puddle of giggles! You have a great song here! I think it's destined to be a hit!
Posted by: houndstooth | 11 August 2011 at 07:01 AM
I didn't realize you were such a poet! :-)
Posted by: Never Say Never Greyhounds | 11 August 2011 at 07:54 AM
now you just need 3 chords and you have a hit ;)
Posted by: Jet | 11 August 2011 at 09:23 PM
those boys - sooo cute and kissable. But Omo ... oh, Omo - your nose, it is the MOST kissable! MWAH!
Posted by: Terri | 12 August 2011 at 03:38 PM
Lol, I need you to write an ode to Beryl and Frankie for me! I'd love to do something like that:)
Posted by: Greyhounds CAN Sit | 12 August 2011 at 05:09 PM
Love the new hymn. In my head I've put it to kind of a punk beat. Sounds good. :)
Posted by: Suzanne | 16 August 2011 at 12:19 AM
Great hymn. My kids are wondering why I haven't written one for each of them :)
Posted by: gyeong | 17 August 2011 at 02:16 AM
pretty cool song, will be in my head all day!!! great pictures of you and your pup...
Posted by: Griswald and Kya | 18 August 2011 at 01:30 AM