every time i think about
those quadrapeds, so homely
i just howl with glee
and every specimen
will spend some time in climes the worst
no thirst at all, you see

it is a dromedary
and they can hurt you with a kick
and they can really spit
and make you sick with maladies
don't you grab their little tails
or they will wail in excitation
don't you ever tease

what a pet...on its back...i will jump
i say giddy-up....as i leap on its hump

they don't get tired..or perspire
it is quite a trick
their quickness is their claim to fame
and when the cavalcade parades
and you get provoked and choked
you'll find your beast is...still okay

it is a dromedary
although, they'll never be set free
and left to be what they could be
they really ain't too tame
and they will jump a bunch
and on your fingers they will munch, for sure
and that would be a shame

what a pet...on its back...i will jump
i say giddy-up....as i leap on its hump

a storm is forming, without warning
passing gas and leaving skids
their stunts are so bizarre
these psycho llama-like marauders come
and all you smell is sweat and dung
its flung right where you are

it is a dromedary
and yet you put up with the stains
the fact remains, that though they're pains
and really make you sore
you soon will realize
you need these guys...to mobilize
you just can't improvise
with temps so high, they fry your core

what a pet...on its back...i will jump
i say giddy-up....as i leap on its hump

leap on its hump
leap on its hump
LEAP ON ITS HUMP
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