-The male would smile as he tempted his voice. He hadn't sung in a long time... not since he'd had a party with his wife and a few friends. He decided he'd do it anyway, tonight. Who would be able to hear him mostly anyway?-
"Come little pups as the moon hangs in the sky,
It crept up from the hills so sneakily and sly.
Your paws are dirty caked with mud,
so wash them, yes, with soap and sud.
As we lay to go to sleep,
This knowledge you must always keep."
-The male would switch his fingers, playing a slower tune that seemed to flow with the first-
"Leaves in the wind, and lilies in the pond,
In my heart you'll have an everlasting bond.
Family friends, loved ones too,
all of them are looking out for you."
-He would switch back to the first tune for the final verse-
"In your beds of fluff and down,
be sure to hear these words.
As you dream of grassy plains and hills,
chasing tasty birds.
Come little pups as the day turns into night.
Let your dreams be filled with happy times
Under the pale moonlight."
-After the last verse, the male would stop his strumming and just smile at the moon-