The dogs they held a meeting, And they came from near and far,
Some they came by aeroplane And some by motor car.
Outside the village hall they all did stop and look,
And each one took his asshole off And hung it on a hook.
In they went all in a pack Every mother, son and sire,
Hardly were they seated When someone shouted fire.
Out they came all in a rush They had no time to look,
And each one grabbed an asshole Off any old hook.
They got their assholes all mixed up Which made them very sore,
To think they hadn't got the one That they had had before,
And that's the reason why A dog will always leave a bone,
To go and smell another dogs ass, To try and find his own.
Just thought I'd post it. At least someone will like it.