I was just wondering what I was going to do with the rest of that popcorn,
And who appeared, nose wrinkled up and sniffing the air like a blood hound
But you, and you stuck your little paw in there and rooted around til ya got a big handful,
And you looked at me sideways
To see if I minded at all.
"You want the rest," I asked.

We sat and talked
And enjoyed that popcorn together,
Thankful we weren't having to sit down and be quiet somewhere,
Thankful we have dyslexia,
Cause we believe in dog,
And we believe in love,
And popcorn.

-jenn