There she is...

Every day you walk on by,

you sexy little bitch.

You wink your eye and wag your tail

and scratch my primal itch.

Your owner's always walking fast,

you're never far behind.

You act all prim and proper but

I know what's on your mind.

You'd love to meet me in the park

to run and jump and play.

You'd love to hang off each and every

bark and woof I say.

You'd love to take a swim with me

and roll around in sand.

Just like that river twisting

through a dusty land.

That 80's pop song reference

was the best that I could do.

Which means, elusive stranger,

that this ode to you is through.