I’ve got things to do, Licky Moo;
and so have you – I’m sure you do.
You’ve breakfast to eat; then your business outside.
After licking my feet, you’ll lie by my side.
As I watch TV, read or compute,
you’ll wash my leg, there’s no dispute.
You’ll gloss my elbow, drool away,
bathe my face all day. All day.
Yet I cannot refuse a dog so cute,
who loves like you, dear Licky Moo.
Her name is Molly, which became Molly Moo and, inevitably, Licky Moo 🙂