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My Dog
At the site of his future grave
I told him he was very brave,
I patted his soft furry head
Soon l would put him to his new bed,
I brought up the horrid gun
Knowing it would not be fun,
The first shot I hit him in the right
But my dog wasn't going to give up without a fight,
I saw him fall quickly down
With what appeared to be a frown,
He let out a desperate cry
The pitch beyond high, read more »
One brilliant cloud after another
...like loves.
Appearing as different shapes.
Never able to hold on to escapes. read more »
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