Sushi, Part 1

Sushi, Sushi; I love her true; Sushi, Sushi; my Baby Doo. Oh, how my Sushi loves her cuddles; Oh, how I love to call her Bubbles. My Sushi is strange; my Sushi is crazy; My Sushi is loving; my Sushi is lazy. She eats tin foil, and she licks plastic; She gives Mommy kisses, and it is fantastic. She loves to play and fight with her little sister; It turned out all right once when she had a blister. She loves to look out the door, and she loves to catch bugs; She's funny when she rubs her bottom on the rug. She plays with yarn when she feels pep; When she's sleepy, she curls up in a ball and takes a nap. She loves to give her Mommy hugs; Just like her sister, she sniffs in Mommy's empty mugs. She is my little Uzapoo Kitty; Like her sister, we've had her since she was itty bitty. Sushi, Sushi, Sushi is my Baby Doo; Sushi, Sushi, oh, how Mommy loves her true. Sushi is my lit-tle friend; She must have come from the rainbow's end. Sushi is my Baby Bunny; She's very cute and very funny. Sushi is my Poop-see-doodle; She's cuter than a curly poodle. Sushi, Sushi, Sushi is my Baby Doo; Sushi, Sushi; oh, how Mommy loves her true! She doesn't mind when she's a Teepeepoo Kitty; When Mommy wakes her and gives her kisses; she's so pretty.