Dog
Tongue to tie, tired and I
Stay to wait, hopped too late;
Boxed in, hope too late
Tongue too tied, to tired and high
Yesterday, now end this trial,
Steel sand, I pushed aside; and
Remember, try to hide
To tired and high, tongue too tied
Hate to lie, and never I
Stay, to wait too moved and high
Still warm, tonite's too I;
Be in there, break for I; and
Void fair play, to never end by;
Warm, still, and bright eyed.
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