Once I had a little dog
His name was kinda strange
He was covered all over with little spots
And so I named him “Stains”
He was always full of goofy tricks
I’d laugh till I had chest pains
But nothing made me laugh harder
As when I’d yell “Come Stains!”
“Come Stains!” Come Stains!”
You would hear me yell all day
My parents really hated it
When I called that dog to play
Whenever he looked tired
I’d say “Come Stains, on my lap”
The first thing out of my mouth was always
“Come Stains” after my nap
And when I went to sleep at night
My last words I always said, were
“Come Stains.  Come Stains. Come stains, on my bed.”