The Owl and the Scruffy-dog went to sleep

In the Dog’s paw-print bed.

The Owl screwed his beak, for the Dog did stink;

Dreams of big bones in Dog’s head.

The Owl looked up to the stars above,

And sang to a small guitar,

“O lovely Scruffy! O Scruffy, my love,

What a beautiful Scruffy you are,

You are!

You are!

What a beautiful Scruffy you are!”

Scruffy said to the Owl, “You elegant Fowl!

How charmingly sweet you hoot!

O let us consume our union of two!

And I don’t mean eating our food.

They tumbled away for one night and one day

Till Dog’s tail throbbed like hell

And the Owl could not fly away.

Fly away,

Fly away!

And the Owl could not fly away!