But you're lucky

Sad and stately Sadie sits in the foyer waiting for silly Shelly to putter on home. I can't ask you for a treat because I'm a dog, but I would like to go on a walk. Saaaaaaaaaaaaddddddd and stately Sadie says hello silly Shelly good of you to come home. But now it's too late and stately Sadie is curling up for bed with The Moms. Silly Shell, she'll sleep alone while stately Sadie says hello with her eyes closed. It's a dream. Tree-for-tree and sheep to sleep sheepish Shell says silly football foot dangling from the pup's mouth. Pupscout pitches tents pitches strikes while Booboo's custom putter putts the 18th hole before puttering on home to avoid sleep sheep want softball strikes in the catcher's glove. Sad and stately he'll wait awhile before full-grown to leave the house on his own. The pup wants pats on the head, but if everyone's gone to bed then she won't be alone in sheepish sleep with silly Shell catching sad and stately Booboo's softball strikes. Soccer strikes from The Moms who'll walk you when she gets home stately Sadie, you'll never be alone because Jakie's always prone to staying round in pitched tents awaiting softballs thrown.