I don’t know what’s wrong with me this week
The old woman Slow took me and Spike to the park
which I usually enjoy but not this time
I ran in one direction
Then I ran in another direction
I tried and tried to find something – anything really – to lift me out of my F-U-N-K but Alas I was undone. What was wrong with me?
Paw Snaps and Twirls! Ding, ding, ding. And the answer is…there’s no Pope. The Pope quit and now we are Popeless. Well, I never. Six hundred years since a Pope quit and I’ve lived to see it. No wonder I’ve been depressed and I’m not even a Catholic.
Get me outta here Percy…play me some religious tunes and make them peppy…who knows how long I’ll have to wait for the smoke signals and a new Pope…keep the faith this weekend Sports Fans and try to enjoy yourselves if you can.. Catch up with you later.