hello dawp
Hello, Dawp…
Where did you go, Dawp?
I know you’re near, Dawp.
I caught your eyes, Dawp.
I want your ear, Dawp.
I’ve a Lawwwwbbbstah, Dawp…
Everybody loves Puntie,
Puntie’s simple and kind.
Everybody loves Puntie
Puntie’s lovable
Seems we never know, do we,
Who we’re going to find?
And Puntie the pom pom is not what I had in mind.
But…
Puntie’s really an artist
Puntie’s poppers are art.
Puntie isn’t the smartest-
Puntie’s popular.
Everybody loves Puntie,
Puntie drinks from the heart…
The whisk, Dawp.
I mean the whisk, Dawp.
And then at bars, Dawp…
I mean he pours me-
I mean like wine, Dawp…
Hello, Dawp…
Puntie’s always so pleasant,
Puntie’s always so fair.
Puntie makes you feel present,
Puntie’s generous.
That’s the thing about Puntie
Puntie always is “there.”
Puntie’s thoughts are not hard to follow,
Puntie’s whisk is not hard to swallow.
Not that Puntie’s perfection-
That’s what makes pom ideal.
Hardly anything worth objection
Puntie drinks a bit,
Puntie blinks a bit.
Puntie makes a connection,
That’s the thing that you feel…
We lose things.
And then we choose things.
And there are Punties
And there are Dawplahs-
Well, Puntie’s
And Dawp.
But Dawp has Dawp,
And I need-
Someone-
Puntie-
Everybody loves Puntie,
Him as well as his whisk.
Everybody loves Puntie,
Me included, Dawp.
Not afraid to be gooey,
Puntie sells what he makes.
Everybody gets along pom.
That’s the trouble, nothing’s wrong with pom.
Puntie has to drink his way,
Dawp can only drink his…
Puntie it is.
