Woof
I am your
best friend
But you left me sick, tired and gone.
I could have helped but I would have made a
dinner of it
Because you say I am old and cannot learn new
tricks.
I am an ugly girl and I fight with cats so I’ve
got a bad name.
You like to pull my hair even though I never
bit you
And when it rains I get the blame.
If you’re in my house you know you’re in
trouble.
Because I am asleep you should let me lie but
if you join me,
You won’t wake up with fleas.
But there’s life in me still so I will match
you step for step in the midday sun and walk with you through the gates of
hell.
You are my
best friend
But the more I get to know you, the more I like
myself.
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