Charlie’s Song. (Played to the music of Simon Garfunklel’s “The Sound of Silence”)


Hello Charlie my old friend.
It's good to play with u again.
Because your joy is soft-ly creeping.
You left a turd, while I wa-as sleeping.
And the joy, that was planted in my brain, still remains... Within the dog, named Charlie.

Thru restless games you chewed your bones.
It the back yard u played alone.
Neath the halo of the back porch light.
You lift ur leg and pee'd in-en the night.
But ur eyes, were stabbed by the light of a neon ball, that hit the wall, ending the sound, of silence.

And in the back yard light U saw, 10'000 squirrels maybe more.
And all the birds & squirrels & we-er dancing
With your short legs you we-er chasing
And the treats... that no dog, ever shares
and no one dares, disturb the dog, named Charlie.

"Fools", said I "u do not know." The Joy Thru Charlie always grows.
Hear his bark and he mi-ght teach you.
See his hart and he mi-ght reach u.
And his turds, like silent toy dolls fall...
Echoed, in the dog, named Charlie.

And then Charlie bowed and played, with a rag doll game he made.
And then Charlie gave hi-is warning.
In the turd, that he wa-as forming.
And the turd was dropped in the middle of the bedroom halls, got some on the walls.
Whispered, in the dog, that's Charlie....