� 2004 Saintly Bernard
I am a strange creature, with a strange feature.
one I am proud to show.
So listen up good like a good Furry should
cuz heres how my story goes.
If you were to see me on ice or on snow,
there is something, you might want to know.
Why do my ears stick straight up high,
boldly pointing, up at the sky.
Well sometimes Saints will lose
their way and end up lost and tired.
Asking for help from a lonesome
wolf can sometimes get them sired.
Maybe that's how I came to be
by a wolf my mother was caught.
Though my mom may have been a Saint
my dad most certainly was not.