My deep soft brown eyes
Unable to tell a lie
My big clumsy paw
Smashed till its raw
My big velvety ears
Pulled till it causes little puppy tears

Now my daddy says
This is the end of my days
I hang down head in worry
Perhaps I should be sorry
For nipping him or licking
Perhaps thats why he calls me sickening
Now we drive up to a place
With people sterned face
He signs some papers with a mad look
Now hes picking me up
One last time I'm shook

Now I'm in big white room
With a big clear box
Theres mist in it
The people grab me
The hard grip won't quit
The they put me inside
And thats where I died.