I grew up
Called the Pup
You inspired me
Who who are you to not see in the dark
A skylark winging through your life
Bitten by the dog that only bites harder
My job is your labor
So do me a favor
Make me grow up
So sayeth the Pup
Kiss this poem for luck
A poem kissed.
Hey Paul, this is dog bite. So watch your lips when kissing a poem. Hushpup
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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