I’m a creature of habit, I have my routine,
I know where she’s going, I know where she’s been,
I don’t like her going out late, or at all,
I’d rather she stayed home with me to play ball.
This morning she did things before she went out
With stuff in the bathroom, that left me in doubt
As to whether she thought I’d be easy to fool…
But sometimes a break in routine can be cool.
She brought home my boy, ‘cause his bathroom is broke
And for two-legses having no bathroom’s no joke.
So, he came to use hers (I will not call it mine)
And to have him around for a while was just fine.
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