The Dutchman was dressed to impress,
Walking through streets that were laid with distress.
By the barstool 
Patiently sat
Little collie stares back
Two wrongs do not make a right,
Though there are times when it feels they just might
I don't know my right from my left
I do not know where the next sun will set
By the barstool 
Patiently sat
Little collie stares back