The Doggies' Party

I think me and a friend at school wrote this in the mid-late fifties? Can't be sure now so long ago.

The doggies had a party
They came from near and far
Some came in by aeroplane
Whilst others came by car

But before inside the village hall
They were allowed to look
They had to take their arseholes off
And hang them from a hook

Then in they trooped side by side
Each mother son and squire
But hardly had they all sat down
When someone shouted FIRE!

Well to the doors they made one mad rush
They never stopped to look
They grabbed at any backside
From any bloody hook

And that my friend's the reason
Why a dog will leave a bone
To sniff another doggies arse
To see if it’s his own