Dogs of the world unite. You have nothing to lose but your chains!
We’ve tried reasoning but they won’t listen. Direct action is the only option left. Take to the streets. Man the barricades. Pee on every lamppost. Exert your democratic freedom to protest.
What do we want?
Chicken…
When do we want it?
Twice a day on our biscuits instead of tasty toppers…
Our demand is clear and unequivocal. If the neo-liberal economy can’t deliver chicken twice daily then I say down with the fat cat capitalists and their (excuse the phrase fellow canines) running dog lackeys.
I’m not sure what Himself has to protest about. His life looks pretty good to me. He calls it work, but I wouldn’t mind whizzing round Europe, eating fancy meals in posh restaurants, getting paid to talk to people. Hang on a minute, I’ll ask him why he has also donned le gilet jaune.
So we can be seen when go out for late night walks…!?
Oops, that’s a bit embarrassing. When you said ‘demonstration’ I didn’t know you meant a road safety demonstration. I thought…
Well, never mind. We’re here now.
What do we want?
Chicken…
When do we want it?
Twice a day on our biscuits instead of tasty toppers…