Greyhound

I see you’ve got a muzzle on

I think it serves you right

You know it’s wrong to lose your cool and get into a fight.

 

I wouldn’t bother trying to win

It isn’t worth your while

Cos even if you catch the hare you won’t wipe off my smile

 

What you gonna do to it?

Nuzzle it to death?

Or send it off to sleep with one great wiff of your foul breath?

 

So just shove over buddy

And bite my trail of dust.

I’ll see you at the winning post if follow me you must.