Majestic Mister Baxter
Now just a silhouette
Why you say? Well today
He lost a big ole bet
See Baxter thinks he suavé
That he can woo just any lass
So at the park I asked him
Her?
“You bet your ass”
So there he went, the doggo
He went to win this bet
I told him if he loses
He’d become a silhouette
Trotting, then ‘a jogging
He dashed at this Maltese
He barked at her and caused a stir
With this Great Pyrenees
Apparently this pupper
Had a man alright
And when he saw my dog, damn y’all
He was ready for a fight
“That’s my girl!” He mad-barked
“Step off you mini schnoz!”
Before B could correct him
It was like Wizard of Oz
A tornado came a comin’
Of dust and fur, with jaws
Before you could say “stop it, hey!”
They were paws to paws
The rest I’ll let you figure
And y’all are smart, I bet
So now you know why this doggo
Is just a silhouette
How the World Should Work 