"Pssst-Over Here!"

A business-doggy!

                                                                   

"Pssst-Hey Pal, Over Here!"

 

"Pssst, hey pal, over here! Wanna buy some power-packed weed?

Some that'll take the hair off your chest? Then you need

 

to quit pissing on that fire hydrant and come check it out,

you'll bark out loud, in what passes for a shout.

 

If you think we're just supposed to be idiot-dogs,

with a sunny outlook, and the intelligence of your average log,

 

pardon my French poodle, you're screwed in the head!

Don't tell me, around by your jingling collar, you must be lead.

 

I'm telling you, my furry friend, stand on your own four legs,

be your own canine, and grow your courage sack, which begs

 

the question, are you a b***h? Because that would look weird,

unless you were a guy mutt with an all-over beard!

 

No, I'm talking about a figurative sack,

that holds the intestinal fortitude you obviously lack.

 

So, what do you say, my furry-assed friend?

For just a couple of biscuits, this s**t will send

 

you into orbit--look up, yeah, up there,

and, it'll definitely help you grow a pair!"