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Dog called Storm

I GOT a dog and the dumb dog drown;

And I think it drowned its not breathing;

SO, why did it not swim for? It was brown,

With a leather lead it was always eating;

These little white socks! Why did you drown-

Not like I need you, dumb dog! Why?

You lived on your own on the balcony,

Why silly mut! You coulda lived with me?

I tickled your ears and under your belly;

Why not live loudly, barking cats up trees?

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5tar
English
Published
Jul 21, 2011
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This is a translation of John Keats song.

I HAD a dove and the sweet dove died;

And I have thought it died of grieving:

O, what could it grieve for? It was tied,

With a silken thread of my own hand's weaving;

Sweet little red feet! Why did you die-

Why would you leave me, sweet dove! Why?

You liv'd all alone on the forest-tree,

Why pretty thing! Could you not live with me?

I kiss'e you oft and gave you white peas;

Why not live sweetly, as in the green trees?

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