I once ate a Po' Boy though it didn't taste quite right.
I have eaten dogs and tigers and believed the muslim legends of those promises.
Halal meat gleams.
Still a muslim eats what he wants to eat and disregards the screams.

Mmmm! Mmmm! Mmmm!

When I entered Indonesia I was no more than a boy,
Lolo took me to go hunting;
Dogs were quiet in the railway station, running scared.
Laying low.
Seeking out doggie hind-quarters,
From the strays that pass me by.
If the press asks what I'm eating now I'll just...

Lie la lie...

Golfing dog-legs makes me hungry,
So I'm looking for a snack, but I can't find Rover.
Just a come-on from food vendors on the avenue.
I do declare!
There were times I was so hungry that I ate some real food there.

Lie la lie...

Then I'm laying out place settings and I'm hoping for a meal;
Puppy dog.
Then according to halal I'll do the bleeding right.
Bleeding right -- puppy dog.

In the clearing stands a boxer and a tasty morsel he.
And I carry my utensils for a chance to trap my dinner;
And I cut him and I cook him in all my hunger pains.
"I am eating, I am eating, and the muslim still remains."

Lie la lie...

Thank you, Comrade Groucho. This came to me this morning while I was still half asleep in bed when my dog licked my face. Then I wondered, if Bo licks Obama's face, does Obama lick him back and think of breakfast?

The Cube has truly gone to the dogs. I'm lovin' it!!

I always love that old Samoyed and GoldenRetriever classic

Hopefully, Last capitalist you will also enjoy this tender morsel from Chuck Terrier, although it can never rise to the level of equality as Stalin for Time's masterpiece. Indeed, Comrade SFT, it was this song that inspired my Muse to complete this.

Deep down in Indonesia 'mongst the Javanese
Way back in Jakarta slums beneath the mangrove trees
There stood an iron grill burning fire and wood
Used by a Jack Muslim named Lola B Goode
Who never heeded the words of the Hadeeth so well*
But he could grill up a Corgi just like ringing a bell

Go go, Go Lola go .. go
Go Lola go .. go
Go Lola go .. go
Go Lola go .. go
Lola grill good

He used to trap his mongrels with a gunny sack
Roving round in packs down by the railroad track
Oh, his neighbors would see him fire up the grill
Cooking up a meal defying Allah's will
Muslims passing by they would watch him baste
Saying "My, that Lola has some haram tastes."

Go go .. go Lola go .. go
Go .. go Lola go .. go
Go .. go Lola go .. go
Go .. go Lola go .. go
Lola grill food

His stepson told him "Someday, you will be The Man"
And you will be the owner of a grilled dog stand
Muslim people coming from miles around
To set fire to your stand and to burn it down
Maybe one day your stand will be in lights
Saying "Rover B. Foode tonight"

Go go ... go Lola go .. go
Go .. go Lola go .. go
Go .. go Lola go .. go
Go .. go Lola go .. go
Rover B Food

*One can infer from the Hadeeth that eating a dog is something Mohammed would frown upon, to say the least

Lennie, you slay me!