The version we used to sing in NJ came from Mike Agranoff. I don't know where he got it, possibly folk processized from John and Tony. This version is "The Dogs' Party."

                  The Dogs' Party

The dogs, they had a party, they came from near and far.
Some dogs came by taxi and others came by car.
They went into the meeting house and signed the visitors book
and each dog hung his asshole from off a separate hook.

One dog was not invited, which greatly raised his ire.
He went into the meeting house and loudly hollered, "FIRE."
So great was the confusion, the dogs forgot to look
and each dog grabbed an asshole from off the nearest hook.

Now if you've ever tried it, you know it makes you very sore
to wear another's asshole you've never worn before.
So now each time that dogs meet, no matter where you roam,
each sniffs the other's asshole and hopes it is his own.




Next time I see Mike Agranoff I'll ask him where he got it.

Duane.