When I was a boy, and old Franz was a pup
He'd get lost underneath the divan.
But as the years passed, he got too big for that,
And me, I grew into a man.

Although he grew larger, he never grew tall
HE was just a kielbasa in height
And the low style of life has caused him much stress
And left him with something not right.

Old Franz is neurotic, he yips and he yaps
And he growls when there's nothing about,
And he's never sure whether to stay in your lap,
Come in (if he's out) or go out...


Elvirium Presqu' Vrai

Me and My Weiner

Cantilevered Realities, Inc., Montreal, 2001