Oh Dog Who pooped upon our lawn, A curse be on your master's spawn. Did you mean to so oppress us With your canine turds enormous? I think that I shall never see Our grass as pretty as it could be; The lawn is mostly dark and green, Except where, Dog, you been a-pee'n. Oh Dog, why can't you be like Cat, Sleep all day long, bury your scat? Why can't you sing like a canary? Why do you make the sofa hairy? Oh Dog, before you start my face a-kissin' What was your long pink tongue a-lickin'? You nose is damp with cold wet mucus; Were you just sniffing some doggy's tuchus? Our politics are strictly canine, The Party kennels are as-inine; They promise voters kibble treats, Give T-bone steaks to the elites. Is Donald Trump just an old pooch; Can't learn new tricks and slightly louche? He's not some friendly Irish Setter; More like a snarling Pit Bull Shitter. Oh Harris, you're a dog show Poodle; Well groomed, well trained, but you've no noodle. You're scripted by the Party hacks And Plutocrats who run your pack. Oh Israel!