Mrs Thurgaty

Your dog is running wild
 Mrs Thurgaty,
He's running on my lawn
 Mrs Thurgaty,
I'll shoot him one day
 If he's not away,
Now he's digging up my daises
 Mrs Thurgaty,

I didn't like your cat,
 Mrs Thurgaty,
But that was just a cat
 Mrs Thurgaty,
But you dog is rather big
 It could even be a pig,
And I've always hated pigs
 Mrs Thurgaty,

It's you I do not like
 Mrs Thurgaty,
Your dog is just like you
 Mrs Thurgaty,
I've never liked your dog
 And it's owner is a sod,
And the very same to you
 Mrs Thurgaty.
         

                   Tony