In 1814, we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip….
My person gave me Crawfish Etouffee with my dinner tonight. I loved it so much I went back to her begging for more, but the stingy old broad said I'd already had too much. Humans!
And then, she wouldn't even stop for Boudin or Cracklins! I would have loved to try them…do y'all feel sorry for the poor neglected Basenji yet? How about I show y'all my wrinkles, would that help?