My dog Luna, she was sweet,
She liked to lick people's feet!!
She ran away once,
But not very far.
I loved my dog Luna.
I stroked her fur,
That kept me warm in the winter.
She had a black snout,
No doubt about that,
As black as the midnight sky.
Her coat was a shade of brown,
The colour of a sandy beach.
I don't have my dog anymore,
Because we moved into a temperary flat.
We gave her to a man down the street,
I miss her,
I miss her,
I miss her very much.
And I hope we can get her back.
Copyright by Clara L. McAdam
