my dog stands barking by the door
his nails click on the tile floor
the air outside the house is chill
if i dont walk him no one will
after vast quantities of food
the familys in a sleepy mood
as im awake i must now go
& round the block pace to and fro
the trees are bare the wind is cold
i cant believe i was cajoled
to walk this small ungrateful beast
while all the rest on turkey feast
Nov 26, 2017
Nov 26, 2017 at 1:30 PM UTC
my dog stands barking by the door
his nails click on the tile floor
the air outside the house is chill
if i dont walk him no one will
after vast quantities of food
the familys in a sleepy mood
as im awake i must now go
& round the block pace to and fro
the trees are bare the wind is cold
i cant believe i was cajoled
to walk this small ungrateful beast
while all the rest on turkey feast
pretty much my life
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