Daddy is the best,
I wish he wore a vest;
Just like Clay Aiken,
While he makes me bacon.
Daddy plays a lot of video games,
But he's only as good as a dame,
Which is fine,
Cause he knows how to jive (hip-hop style).
At night Daddy let's me talk to Nigel,
Who is a very dirty dog,
But I like the way he looks at my sexy legs,
When I'm wearing clogs.
Sometimes I put my butt in the air,
and wave it around like I just don't care.
But it's ok,
I fart anyway.
At night,
I play my cards right.
I pretend to sleep on the floor,
but climb back on the bed like some wh*re (but I'm not, I'm a dog. And I'm fixed).
Daddy likes to take me to the dog park,
And I run around with all the other pups.
Then when we get home and are relaxing,
I drink his beer out of his cup.
I kiss him on the lips,
I kiss him on the nose.
I kiss my Daddy everywhere,
But he told me no one's supposed to know.
Daddy you're the best there is,
There's truth to that.
And for Father's Day,
I'm going to kill a cat (and bring it home for you).
Love you Daddy. Peace Love Daddies forever.
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