The Stray
The Stray
Tail waggin' wanderer
Head turnin' dodger
Some in packs, some solitude
Probing nose stuffed in a bin
Diggin' scratchin' sniffin'
For some moist morsel
Unwanted mongrel
Pest to the pedigrees
Whom can I trust
To take me home
Or to turn me in
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