How many doggies did dig-ditch Vick blow (arf, arf)
Away when at winning they failed?
Now in the doghouse is sicko Vick (D'oh!) (bang, bang)
I don't think for long he'll be jailed.

Investigators are called forensic;
They hoed the backyard of his home
And dug up the dogs where QB'd thrown 'em
In the ground; some found were dog bones.

How many passed-on doggies did Vick throw (arf, arf)
Away when they'd assailed but failed?
Now to the bighouse must sicko Vick go (gag, gag)
By the law doggone Mike was nailed.

Their heads were agape with blood and slobber
After biting and fighting hard.
If they lost, he'd shoot 'em or dissect 'em. . .
His backyard became a boneyard.

Now, some say Vick, he's scummy and sh*tty;
He's dogged by pooch pundits who talk.
Will forgiving NFL show pity?
Bet "yes" if Mike finds god in lock[up].

Rabid Vick insisted doggies win, so (arf, arf)
If they lost at fighting, he whaled.
From the fighters, failures he would winnow. . .(slash, slash)
Garroted or shot or impaled.