Digby, you wild beast with the heart of gold
Digby, With the colors and shades of burnt bread with mould
When a noise happens, hes up and alert
But hes in WA, so I understand how much he hurts ...
Digby, such a noble dog by his masters side
Digby, if you jumped from the roof you sure wouldnt glide
Although your a dog, and drool all the time
Im finding it hard to continue this rhyme
So, dine out on pal... or on chum so lovely
And please, leave me alone, cos another verse of this would harm me....