I know I had a chance to rise when that old man, a sign he brought
Me and Maw had read it and a job it had, it asked a lot
“Welcome to the World”, it said, “We need to build this fort we drawt”
“And any man who builds it will rise socially, he’ll know he got”
I turned to my good men, my dogs, four legs they had to give to them
They looked at me and said “We’re free! Let’s start this fort, we’ll make a gem.”
I watched as canines took four paws, hoarding hounds did not condemn
The questions I asked after did not seem to bother one of them
Why did you not continue to do all the things you said you’d do?
Seems like you just got the gig, then forgot the whole thing through
“We got the job, then saw a log, a thing that we could chomp and chew”
“So we decided, then to do, the things we always wanted to”
“We slept, we ran, we chased, we played”
“We leapt, we laughed, we snored, we stayed”
“We did the stuff we like in life”
“As you sat there holding your knife”
“All you people seem to do is ruin things you like a lot”
Then a dog looked up at me and said “that’s all the points I’ve got”
I turned and looked at snoozing dogs, for that’s all they seem to have thought
It seems that I have raised a snoozing, lazy four-legged Snoring Lot
How the World Should Work 