Muttely you snickering floppy eared hound,
When courage is needed you’re never around.
Those medals you wear on your moth-eaten chest,
Should be there for bungling at which you are best.
So stop the pigeon stop the pigeon!
Stop the pigeon stop the pigeon!
Stop the pigeon stop the pigeon!
Stop the pigeon how?
Nab him!
Jab him!
Tab him!
Grab him!
Stop that pigeon now!
You Zilly stop sneaking it’s not worth the chance,
For you’ll be returned by the seat of your pants.
And Klunk you invent me a thingamabob,
That catches that pigeon or I’ll lose my job.
So stop the pigeon stop the pigeon!
Stop the pigeon stop the pigeon!
Stop the pigeon stop the pigeon!
Stop the pigeon how!
Nab him!
Jab him!
Tab him!
Grab him!
Stop that pigeon now!
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