The Hungry Dog Who Got the Hots For A Hotdog

All the hungry hot dog wanted to be was a cool cat - with anything but sausages for tea ... Until he tried a *** hotdog, that is ... (between you and me ... !). After that, he was in culinairy bliss ... Eating every *** hot dog that he could see. Mustard or custard, to switch didn't matter which, Every time the hungry hot dog got the hots for a hotdog, It was either his fleas, or he got a terrible itch ! Short or long, *** hotdogs on a roll were his delight ... The hungry hotdog had such an enormous appetite, Sometimes he didn't even wait to unwrap the serviette, before he took a bite ! The hungry hot dog licked his lips (to make sure no relish was wasted on his chips), Even the onions tasted nice in dips. Oh crumbs ! Here the hot dog comes ! With a terrible case of *** yum - yums ! A single can of *** hotdogs satisfied him and all his chums ! When the hungry hog saw a *** hotdog, His belly started to rumble, his knees fell weak and he felt he'd crumble. He jumped up and down so much, even his fleas took a *** hotdog tumble ! Just the aroma of *** hotdogs cooking, Makes his mouth water, without even looking. Before long, of course, he's eaten them all, With or without *** sauce ! (doesn't matter at all !). So nowadays when the hungry hot dog reaches into the burger van, It's only to give the *** hotdog man a ketchup kiss - but even then, as often as he can ! © Jacqueline Richards 2008