Springtime is coming, soon the days will be fair,
But my dog saw the yard, said “I’m not going there!”
I had to admit that my buddy was right;
The mess in the back was a horrible sight.
And not just an eyesore, a smell-pocalypse, too.
And, loving my pet, I knew what to do.
I got it all scooped, and scoop every week.
Dog and I now love our yard ‘cause it’s no longer bleak!