Quote:
Originally Posted by MorkieMomma  Hello boys it's Bella
I'm lookin' for a fella
........sec I gotta poop.
Hello boys it's Bella
I'm lookin' for a fella
........sec, someone stole my squeaker.
Hello boys it's Bella
I'm lookin' for a fella
.........sec, need a drink.
Okay I'm back,
Do you hear my call?
Ignore that part,
It's just my squeaky ball.
My call is the soprano,
High above the clouds,
Singing for an invitation,
Who can resist my growl?
Yes I am feisty that much is true,
But if you'll only ask me,
I'll give you my favorite chew!
I am.......sec I'm hungry.
I am not all Yorkie,
I have bits of Maltese,
But if you're looking for culture,
I am to please.
I won't wear bows,
They stress me out,
But I'll still be polite,
If only for that one night.
I don't do dresses either,
I find them a bore,
And all the ones mommy bought me,
I've already tore.
To make this short and sweet,
I'll ask one more time,
Please are there any furboys,
That I can call mine?
Send a request please,
If you've opened the door,
But for now I'm gonna go,
And see what else I can find on the floor....
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Bella is still dateless,
And oh my she's a mess,
Being single for Valentine's?
Oh, what distress!
She feels so left out,
Being half Yorkie,
But she and I both know,
She's a sweet little "morkie".
She sits with her head down,
Brown eyes full of sadness
"Mommy how come dey gots dates,
And I don't have dat gladness?"
If there's a handsome young lad,
Waiting for Valentine bliss,
Please invite little Bella,
Nothing compares to her puppy kiss!