MY DOG RUPERT
My dog Rupert¹s cool and slick
And he has a special trick:
When he hears opera, blues and jazz,
My goodness, what a voice he has!
It starts to ripple, soar and glide,
At our applause it soars with pride.
He lifts his nose and shuts his eyes
And sings his heart out to the skies.
He sings to piano, saxophone,
Bagpipes, flute and slide trombone.
The penny whistle and kazoo;
Accordion and harmonica too.
On Saturdays, just down our street
A band plays with a rocking beat.
And my dog Rupert steals the show
When he sings high and he sings low.
He sings the themes to TV shows
The news, cartoons, and all of those.
But Rupert has a secret goal:
To be a star of rock and roll.
When he performs the Rupert Rap
The people whistle, cheer and clap.
I¹m just afraid that he¹s so good
They¹ll sign him up for Hollywood!