El Show Del Perro Salchicha

Hot Dog, chubby little guy
Basking in the sun by the sea
Wearing a sailor's hat
And instead of a suit, he’s got a collar on

A seagull, kinda clueless
Cross-eyed with a worried look
Gliding in, searching for
Breakfast for her little chick

Soon she lands, 'cause she spots
A fat little critter like a sausage
She says: How tasty, and opening her beak
She snags the pup like a shrimp

Hot Dog, chill as can be
In a helicopter, thinks he can fly
The big bird swings him like a hammock
Between the clouds and over the sea

This way, she takes him to the cave
Where the chick got tired of waiting
Serves up hare instead of cat
Something that could happen to any of us

The chick chirps with energy
Says: Mom, your radar's off
Breakfast is way too doggy
When I peck it, he starts to bark

Miss Seagull gets all riled up
Hot Dog takes a bite out of her
In the scuffle, what a mess
Feathers flying everywhere

Miss Seagull, eyes all bulging
Hot Dog with more than a bump
That’s how the ruckus ends
Hope it serves as a lesson

Whoever heads to the beach
Should be wary of a flight on a plane
And, above all, make sure
They don’t get mistaken for a shrimp