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Jul 2011
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?
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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