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Doghouse
Well, I came home late one night
And much to my surprise
I was thrown right across the kitchen floor
She hit me right between the eyes.
Now Im living in the doghouse, doghouse
Doghouse, doghouse,
Doghouse, doghouse.
I was out with a friend of mine
We were feeling mighty fine
And we sure was movin fast
And I didnt make it back on time
And she put me in the doghouse, doghouse
Doghouse, doghouse,
Doghouse, doghouse.
I had a big tall red with one of my friends
He was feeling mighty fine
When I came home late that night
She hit me right between the eyes
And she put me in the doghouse, doghouse
Doghouse, doghouse,
Doghouse, doghouse.
She put me in the doghouse,
Doghouse, doghouse,
Im living in the doghouse,
Doghouse, doghouse,
Doghouse, doghouse.
So if you find yourself in a party mood
Let your conscience be your guide
Dont be like me and let lefty win
Or youll find yourself outside
Living in the doghouse, doghouse
Doghouse, doghouse,
Doghouse, doghouse.
song performed by by Neil Young
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Better in the Doghouse
Sometimes,
It's the wrong time...
To take your leash off me.
I prefer it in doghouse.
'Woof, woof.'
I like the service in the doghouse.
'Woof', woof'.
Sometimes,
It's the wrong time...
To take your leash off me.
I'm undisturbed when in the doghouse.
'Woof, woof'.
I get free pieces in the doghouse.
'Woof, woof.'
I get that pity kind of kitty when received,
When...
In the doghouse,
'Woof, woof'
In the doghouse,
'Woof, woof'.
That pity kitty that I get that's best to me...
Is in the doghouse,
'Woof, woof.'
The kitty's better in the doghouse.
'Woof, woof'.
I like it better in the doghouse.
'Woof, woof'.
Sometimes,
It's the wrong time...
To take your leash off me.
I prefer it in doghouse.
'Woof, woof.'
I like the service in the doghouse.
'Woof', woof'.
Sometimes,
It's the wrong time...
To take your leash off me.
The kitty's better in the doghouse.
'Woof, woof'.
It gets better in the doghouse.
'Woof, woof'.
I like it better in the doghouse.
'Woof, woof'.
I prefer it in the doghouse.
'Woof, woof'.
It's good and better in the doghouse.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Samuel Silly Susage
Come with me down to shady Bottlebrush Way,
Off Cuddly Koala Avenue one bright sunny day.
There's someone I'd very much like you to meet,
My friend Samuel Silly Sausage with two left feet.
Samuel Silly Sausage is a funny little man.
He caught an elephant fish and cooked it in a seaweed pan.
His mother put the fish on a big china dish,
And he smothered it in jam, which was his wish.
Samuel Silly Sausage is a funny little man.
He built a castle made of lovely white sand.
He took the castle and placed it on a slice of bread.
Then walked around with the bread and castle on his head.
Samuel Silly Sausage is a funny little man,
He holds his hair in a rubber band.
He sits in his kitchen eating chocolate and tripe.
With pork chop apples, not quite ripe.
Samuel Silly Sausage is a funny little man.
He wears a pineapple ring on his hand.
Sometimes he wears a big red sock on his ear,
Mostly when he walks by the sea, along the pier.
Now Samuel Silly Sausage does funny things, it's true,
But he'll be a good and honest friend to you.
Who cares if he's a silly sausage from time to time?
He's still a very good friend of mine.
[ RKH 2003-03-05 ]
The dog's kennel is not the place to keep a sausage.
The dog's kennel is no place to keep a sausage.
Guy Has The Best
Guy with no last name is the best,
He is a way, way above the rest.
For they are not in his stratosphere,
He has cute eyes, and a cute rear.
I have the experience I'm totally sincere.
I imagined me flying in to see him,
on one of my many trips,
pay him to be a masseuse
and massage my hips.
Hey, you have to have an entourage
Guy with no last name has a great sausage.
Italian sausage that is,
That was the favorite dinner in my house as a kid.
My cousins where Italians so we picked it up from them.
I digress, yes, Guy is the best, I do confess.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 16,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Doghouse
Danny Dyer, Stephen Graham, Noel Clarke, Terry Stone, Christina Cole
from Doghouse (2009)
Submitted by Alex
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Colin The Cumberland Sausage
Colin the Cumberland sausage
was as happy as a pig in mud.
Today the master butcher made him
for the table of Mr Wood.
So full of beans was Colin
he was nearly bursting from his skin,
until the butcher wrapped him in paper
for the errand boy to deliver him.
Colin the Cumberland sausage
was delivered the very same day
to Publican Wood at the Barley Mow pub
who would cook him in the usual way.
Colin was laid out on the table
ready to go in the pan,
but Wuffer the dog entered the kitchen
and took Colin in his mouth and ran.
Now nobody knows what became of Colin
we assume he was eaten by the dog,
but don’t be surprised to see his brother
on the table of the Barley Mow pub.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Doghouse
Out to the doghouse with you, thats what she said
Youve been inside too long now, I must clean the mess
Go in the backyard will you, practice your tricks
Go take yourself for a walk, you make me sick
Youre just a doggy, in a snap youre fetching the bone
And youre barking when she calls
Youre hiding behind the fence, youve been disobedient
Your fun and playfulness is so very becoming
But she has got you by the reins, and there is no running
Conditioned to salivate at the first sound of the bell
Feeding you the remains of yesterdays meal
Can you hear her calling from within the house?
Youre just a doggy, in a snap youre fetching the bone
And youre barking when she calls
Youre hiding behind the fence, youve been disobedient
Shape up boy!
Can you hear her calling, from within the house?
If you would stop barking, she might let you out
At last she opens the back gate, youre released, youre now free to
Roam
Youve been waiting for this moment for sometime and now you must
Go
Into the fields where there is laughter, there is peace and youre
Comfortable
Try to hold on now before she calls you home!
Youre in the doghouse
cause youre just a dog!
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Everything has an end--except a sausage, which has two.
Children's Party
May I join you in the doghouse, Rover?
I wish to retire till the party's over.
Since three o'clock I've done my best
To entertain each tiny guest. My conscience now I've left behind me,
And if they want me, let them find me.
I blew their bubbles, I sailed their boats,
I kept them from each other's throats. I told them tales of magic lands,
I took them out to wash their hands.
I sorted their rubbers and tied their laces,
I wiped their noses and dried their faces. Of similarities there's lots
Twixt tiny tots and Hottentots.
I've earned repose to heal the ravages
Of these angelic-looking savages. Oh, progeny playing by itself
Is a lonely little elf,
But progeny in roistering batches
Would drive St. francis from here to Natchez. Shunned are the games a parent proposes,
They prefer to squirt each other with hoses,
Their playmates are their natural foemen
And they like to poke each other's abdomen. Their joy needs another woe's to cushion it,
Say a puddle, and someone littler to push in it.
They observe with glee the ballistic results
Of ice cream with spoons for catapults, And inform the assembly with tears and glares
That everyone's presents are better than theirs.
Oh, little women and little men,
Someday I hope to love you again, But not till after the party's over,
So give me the key to the doghouse, Rover
poem by Ogden Nash
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The end of the pig is the beginning of the sausage.
The cat which did not reach the sausage said: Anyhow it is Friday.
Lawsuit: A machine which you go into as a pig and come out of as a sausage.
quote by Ambrose Bierce
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I've fried my sausage in better pans than these.
Litigation: A machine which you go into as a pig and come out of as a sausage.
quote by Ambrose Bierce
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The heart of a man may be compared to a sausage; no one can tell exactly what's inside.
A high-brow is someone who looks at a sausage and thinks of Picasso.
quote by A.P. Herbert
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A dog that has been bitten by a snake, fears the sausage.