Wanted

All I want for Christmas is a clean, dry dog
A yard that's not a bog
A street not fit for hogs

All I want for Christmas is a place to run
For work and fun
With a bright, warm sun

All I want for Christmas is a new chew toy
To rip and destroy
Oh, rapture and joy

All I want for Christmas is a new dog bed
To rest my head
Once I've been fed