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I can’t multiply numbers with seven above eleven in my head (I can’t)
But when I calculated my age in dog years, the figured said I’d already be dead (yep!)
Three hundred plus years is more than three lifetimes (whoa!)
I gotta switch up my diet from Alpo to Iams (yep!)
Schedule some annual check-ups and exercise often
So I can delay, my inevitable stay, in a ~31 cubic foot coffin (bars!)
I fill that space often, in my SUV, whenever I go shopping
Now whenever I retrieve bags or my groceries
All of these material possessions, are no longer reasons to boast for me (Nope!)
In dogs years I’m dead (panting)
In dogs years I’m dead (Woof!)
I said - in dogs years I’m dead (What?)
In dogs years I’m dead (huh huh)!
Man’s best friend
Remains loyal until the end
They arrive and leave so fast
Cyclical seasons, growing and dying, time and again like grass
Our expiration dates vary
‘Cuz all of the love, pain, and hate that we carry
Can extend or shorten our time left in this life
So be kind to your parents, siblings, kids, family, friends, and especially your husband or wife!
In dogs years I’m dead (panting)
In dogs years I’m dead (Woof!)
I said - in dogs years I’m dead (What?)
In dogs years I’m dead (huh huh)!
I felt my ticker start to flicker
Repainting faded pictures ‘till my fingers start to blister (blister)
You betta' call yo’ brother, remember to text yo' sister (hello!)
Cuz yo’ flame is just a ember
And your voice is but a whisper
Your time is nigh see?
Soon you might die my G! (RIP!)
In dogs years I’m dead (panting)
In dogs years I’m dead (What?)
I said - in dogs years I’m dead (Woof!)
In dogs years I’m dead (huh huh)
