i am a little police dog i work for the law
im kept inside a van with a wooden floor
im used for chasing criminals
when ever they do wrong
as i sniff them out with my scent so strong
jumping over walls as they begin to run
then i have to chase them this so much fun
when i catch them up this is such a thrill
criminals in panic keeping very still
when my day is over i go in to my bed
back to the station to rest my weary head.

im just a little rabbit and i became a pet
they locked me in a cage then me did forget
i was just a novelty i was something new
though it only lasted for a week two
forgetting all about in my little cage
just like a reading book i was just another page
now i have to struggle and put up with my strife
i thought that  peoples pets were supposed to last for life.

love is like a prison cell
it locks you up and gives you hell
takes away all your pride
with your emotions locked side
your there for life and never free
parole for you will never be
in lifes prison you must dwell
locked in side loves grey cell
then the walls you will scrape
hoping that you can escape
until then the days roll on
and day by day you count each one.

theres a ladybird in my garden he has lots of spots
climbs up on the plants and along the pots
he walks around all day busy as can be
this lovely little creature roaming oh so free
he sits upon  on the leaves  underneath the sun
up and down he goes having lots of fun
he is very happy and passes on the hours
roaming round the plants in and out flowers
so beautiful  a creature so beautiful is he
roaming round my garden  is where he loves to be

there was a kangaroo he just loved to box
so he had a match with his friend the fox
they built a big square ring like the boxers do
then they stepped inside to go a round or two
now the match was on and the bell began to sound
kangaroo hit fox he fell down to the ground
fox he got up again to have another go
but kangaroo was fast and fox was way to slow
fox was getting tired and decided he would quit
back into his corner where he went to sit
fox he threw the towel in and called it for the day
then shook hands with roo in a sporting way.

we all remember the things we did
years a go has a kid
days at school were the best
exams and friends and all the rest
all the games we used to play
like knock on doors then runaway
the days they had for teachers rest
as you became your mothers pest
these are things that we all did
in the good old days as a kid.

i had a go at cooking tea
bangers and mash was the recipe
i cooked the spuds and began to bash
whipped my spuds in to a hash
everything was going well
when from the oven there came a smell
the sausage i had cooked had been far to long
now had blue smoke and and a smell that was so strong
the sausage they were burnt way beyond repair
i openened up the window to let in some fresh air
i still had my spuds so i ate them on there own
and as for the sausage i left them well alone