Back and forth and back and forth
He runs like Bullseye through the yard;
Up and down and up and down
He hops the stairs like a bunny on the ground;
Side to side and side to side
He chases his tail on his behind;
In and out and in and out
He runs through the door with his old wet snout;
Left and right and left and right
I chase him around until the middle of night;
He gets the paper in the morning
and I reward him with much adorning;
I brush him until he sheds no more,
I change his collar when a new season spores.
Fred is the one who gets me moving
Even when I don't feel like grooving.
My dog creates a rhythm in my life;
it's almost as if he is my wife.
How do I close but to say a little prayer:
Keep sniffing my hair,
Keep running the stairs,
Keep hiding under the chairs,
Keep pouncing like a wonderful mare;
You make my life a joy to live,
With all the energy you have to give;
You make me as happy as a clam
At high tide in Amsterdam.
Live long and prosper until the end
You bring joy to my life my big old friend.