Baxter, Baxter, treat-eat master
Always looking for a bite
Always needing his next feeding
Chompers chewing every night
If he’s awake that means he’s hungry
There is no if and or when
If he’s not sleeping he is eating
Tummy always grumble’n
Ding ding ding!
You hear that ring?
Ears up, that was the microwave
Trot trot trot
Right on the spot
That’s why he never misbehaves
He’ll do anything for food
Veggies, cheeses, snacks or meat
But that’s okay, cause this boys good
And he earns each and every treat
How the World Should Work 