Life at Orchy Court.
We're getting rather panicky, it
really is a mess
With Greyhounds lying everywhere, I'll send an S O S.
Can someone out there help us, we simply cannot cope
There's puppies in the nursery, surely there must be hope.
We've Gorgeous, Lucy and Ellie, all with broken legs,
"Does someone up there hate us? We've never known such
stress!
Gorgeous is in her baby cot to rest her broken leg
Whilst Jennifer is screaming, "now get back on your
beds!"
Oh God, the pups need feeding, "now Marlon, don't do
that!"
"Oh Beauty, what a mess you've made, you've gone and chewed
my hat!"
"Stop chewing at your plaster pet, oh dear, is that the
bell?"
"You've come to stay for how many weeks? That's fine, just
take a seat
I'll see you in a minute dear, can I smell burning meat?"
The bacon looks like charcoal, the eggs are hard as lead,
What will my guests say this time, they'll just have toast
instead!
The puppies are all screaming for food and milk to drink.
The Whippets are all barking, there's pots piled in the sink.
I really must just get a grip or I will go quite mad,
"Pat, you've a lot to answer for, you really are quite
bad!"
I think I'll name my guest house "The Mad House by the
Sea"
Then all the dogs and puppies can join our guests for tea.
We'll have a mad house party, a fancy dress ball too,
Where all the guests dress up as dogs, even the "well to
do."
It would be quite hilarious but David doesn't agree,
I think I'll stick to "Orchy Court," the guest house by
the sea.