Life of the Party!

What might your pets be up to when you're not home?

                                              

                               Co-written by Jax Franklin  

                          You know, when my master

                                 went out of town,

I thought it'd be a perfect time

for my pals to come around.

 

We'd all have one hell of

a good party,

  have good times

and eat hearty.

 

 

I lectured them to stay in control

and keep it all real,

even though I wanted to raise

some hell, act out at will.

 

It felt like a party animal night,

they had been far and few between.

so I liberated some 151

to let my hair down--I was so keen.

 

 

We took turns taking shots

oh hell--we guzzled.

I had a good time--

would not be muzzled.

 

Soon, we all had the

glassy stares of wasteoids--

before long I felt great,

like a man on steroids!

 

When I came to, I was

passed out on the lawn--

my friends had bailed--

they were gone.

 

 

Litter was everywhere--

the party must have really

been something cool

so if you visit now, bring lots of

black coffee for this drunken fool!

 

I wish I could remember better--

lordy what a buzz!

I probably had a good time--

but head's so full of fuzz.

 

When my master gets home,

he'll see I overdid it, am paying the price.

But he should save his lecture,

cause I'm really not feeling very nice!

Reviews

[Marie]

So that's what dogs do when the master is out of town...


My cats already let their friends in through the pet door. I suppose if I left for awhile they'd put out a sign: "De La Garza House! Everyone selcome!"

[Michael Stevens]

Yeah, know you know the truth, they're party animals!