Five hundred nights we shared this room
You still crack the blinds to watch the moon
No dogs allowed has been long overruled
You always felt that was just a bit cruel
Despite the hair, dirt, and drool
You welcome the new fur family rule
No more fussing with my sloppy side
Now you tidy the sheets in half the time
The center of the mattress is just as fine
Though you still refuse to cross that line
You still sleep on your side of the bed
Yet, Five hundred nights since I've been dead
Aug 23, 2022
Aug 23, 2022 at 12:40 AM UTC
Five hundred nights we shared this room
You still crack the blinds to watch the moon
No dogs allowed has been long overruled
You always felt that was just a bit cruel
Despite the hair, dirt, and drool
You welcome the new fur family rule
No more fussing with my sloppy side
Now you tidy the sheets in half the time
The center of the mattress is just as fine
Though you still refuse to cross that line
You still sleep on your side of the bed
Yet, Five hundred nights since I've been dead