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Best in Show

We have the greatest Moon Dog on Earth
He fills bleak days with riot and mirth
He never rolls over or has to beg
Just pisses on the bastards’ leg.

And in return gets pats on head
From all the Doggonauts well-read
In all his toons and bouts of whimsy
Lays bare the politics of flimsy.

He speaks for us with loud clear voice
Draws pumpkin scones like Barnaby Joyce
Destroying monster bigot rants with
Talking confectionery and underpants.

But best of all – and what a hoot
His Interpretive Dancing bandicoot
Presents the truth – don’t you agree
Far better than the ABC.

All hail to you, our Firstest Dog
More power to your right front paw
Keep on harassing disgraceful skunks, and
Chew the arse out of red swimming trunks

When tired from hard days of works
Of punching heads and dates of jerks
And stripping bare the false and venal
Go home to your loving pack and kennel.

Congratulations, Firsty and all the best from the Staff and Patrons of the Pig’s Arms