Michigan Dogman (to the tune of "Wichita Lineman")

[deckardcanine]

I am a dogman from the country,
And I walk on two feet,
Searching in the night
For an animal to eat.

I hear you trembling in your houses.
I can smell you through the spruce.
And the Michigan Dogman
Is still on the loose.

I’m not as dreaded as a wolfman,
But I hunt in a pack,
And if you hear my manlike scream,
Prepare for an attack.

Never mind the Beast of Bray Road.
I’m your reason to vamoose.
And the Michigan Dogman
Is still on the loose.