Ode To Tish

(A celebration of the good life)

It seems not so long ago

A maiden named Tish

Found a dirty dog

And kept him on a leash

And so the story goes

The cycle of time went spinnin'

Dirty dog became a pet lappin'

On Mdme Tish hands a-beggin'

But Tish was a dutiful master

And Dirty dog went into the washer

To clean his paws full of dirt

To take the soul out of the hurt

And after one hundred and so days

Plus some two thousand

Dirty dog was set free from his leash

By the beautiful Madame Tish

Only to find Dirty dog

In the pigpen, where to go not knowin'

And his paws tracked mud aplenty

Like a lost, little puppy

Take the leash back, Dirty dog

Lest the world send you back

To the race of life without seein'

The days of good livin'

And so the story goes

The cycle of time stopped spinnin'

And Dirty dog comes back lappin'

To Mdme Tish without her callin'

You are quite noble, Tish

Quite a plenty on your dish

This Dirty dog's a little devil

So keep him on the level!