SHOW DAY
I'm a Irish Setter puppy,
Just starting my career.
I find it very funny,
The things I see and hear.
The rings are just gigantic,
As far as I can see.
I get to run my fastest,
At speeds over 103.
I often look behind me,
My handler is tiring fast.
Sometimes it looks doubtful,
If the poor soul will last.
It must be hard for handlers,
To run at such a pace.
I find it very funny,
To see their red face.
The judge has now said halt,
Darn good thing I think.
My handler is getting sweaty,
He's giving off a stink!
Oh no, here comes the awful part
What I go through to be a star.
Hey wait just a minute,
My legs don't stretch that far.
My handler grabs my mouth,
Yanks it open for all to see.
The judge is counting teeth,
Didn't nobody ask me!
Oh look, I see my Mom,
She's jumping up and down.
The judge looked at Mom,
With a very horrible frown.
Now we're running round again,
The judge has yelled slow.
My Mom called my name,
But now where did she go.
I run my little heart out,
Everytime I hear my name.
But every time I get there,
She's gone and moved again.
The judge has made his choices.
Hurray, he pointed to me.
Can I please have my rosette,
I have to go out and pee.
The show is now all over.
I really did my best.
My handler is going home, he said,
He really needs a rest.
The rosette is on the mantle.
My head's on Mom's lap
I know I made her happy to-day,
Now I'm going to take a nap
