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A dog dreams of a place where the grass is really greener. |
| I dream of a place, Where the grass, Is truly greener Master passed away Only months ago But, that's ok Life was hard And I hurt Lots of food But no love Then came death And the streets Roaming without end, Never any food, And no love A net from above, Took me away, There I found: Food and food, Kindness and love, But, it came... With a cage, Always locked up Could never move So, I dream, Of a place, Where the grass, Is truly greener. |