Jump At Me

You're all milk and honey, aways after me

And the trace of your drool shows where I have been

It's your favourite sport to chase whatever flees

You can't bare to loose a thing you cannot reachYou jump at me every yime we meet

You jump at me, knock me off my feet

And drool all over meYou dig throuhg my garbage for a souvenir

I throw things at you: you fetch but never flee

When left in the dog-house you still look si pleased

Out to snitch my heart you're straining at your leash