I may be in the doghouse
‘Cause, “Your face gives you away,”
I’ve not a clue what she might mean…
I’d just gone out to play!
“Don’t come the innocent with me,
I know what you’ve been at…”
I wondered how, from in the house,
She’d seen me chase the cat…
“Have you been digging, girlie?”
That’s unfair, how did she know?
I thought if I could plant something
Then maybe it would grow…
I wondered if she’d noticed
That I’d trampled on her rose?
“I know what you’ve been doing…
I can see it on your nose.”
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What’s a dog to do? Dog-gone-it! Can’t get away with anything. Hugs!