Here we go again
me to the rescue
saving little old what’s his name
You’d think his mother would stop him
it’s the third time this month
my coat is ruined and muddy
and I hate the smell of salmon.
Maybe I should jump in the river
get washed away
see if anyone rescues me.
Look I even broke a nail
what happened to the easy life?
All I want is to lie by the fire and sleep
but no I have to save the little brats.