The time I missed Jerrylee
Jerrylee was a good ole’ dog
What a hungry old hog
Guard at my sanctuary mope
The light to my own hope
What happiness abodes to me
So peaceful it was like drinking tea
Time we’ve spent and played
Together forever more the made
Now you’ve grown tired
But the more I admired
Now you’ve past to the heavens
I know you are my guardian haven
Jerry the Lee forever be in heart
Forever nay I miss thy art
The art of love and passion
Which massed into compassion
Where art thou Jerrylee my bold dog
I miss thy old hog.
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