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Jun 2015
The dog toured the city at night
All orange and red and filled with light

The dog was looking for a fight
One that would give him divine rights

The dog fought many fights that
****** night and won them all
His opponents were quick to fall
And he dismembered them all

His brown fur is matted with bright red
Blood, his body covered in cuts
And he roamed the streets as he bled
In search of doggie *****

As he crosses the street that night
Two bright lights appear
Getting closer, closer
Screeching rubber

Rest in peace, little dog
Rest in peace
ShitHead
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