I don't like to walk on a lead
Thats no fun
Tis better to wander
And snooter till done
There's no hurry let's amble
And sniff round the hood
That's the best doggy walk
A slow shuffle is good
So don't make me walk fast and surely not run
If you try to set pace I'll just sit on me bum
And while I'm sat lookin all woeful and sad
I hope you're guilt ridden and feeling real bad
Mum's losin the will - goin into a coma
Would you speed it up Bodie, I want to go home
Words like "hurry along" and "Rattle your dags"
Make me dig in me toes , just see how I lags
My pace starts to wane, poor me bout to die
Mums planning my requiem a tear in her eye
If I play my cards right, and Mums in a grump
She hoists up to carry 10 kilos of lump
We turn towards home, my compass is set
The smells on my walk, I'll never forget
As I race up the steps and bound in the door
High five to young Euan, grab my toy off the floor
Play with me Mum, how fast I can run
I've spare energy to burn, let's have some fun
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