I’m finally back to normal
There’s sure a big change though
The treatment that I had to take
Sure made my whiskers grow
It sure is nice to go down town
Since the girls no longer hate me
And those old bums there on the street
No longer try to date me
They way the winter will be long
With lots of cold and snow
I may not shave again till spring
I’ll let my whiskers grow
I’ll quit dying them I guess
So they’ll turn gray because
I’ll then get me a real good job
Playing Santa Claus
D.B.
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