Little Puppy - Poem by Adam DeVine
Little puppy with your black spots,
Come and herd the flock with me.
We will climb the red rocks
And from the top we'll see
The tall cliffs, the straight cliffs
The fluted cliffs,
Where the eagles live.
We'll see the dark rocks,
The smooth rocks,
that holds the rain to give us water
Light spotted dog of mine,
Come and spend the day with me.
When the sun is going down
Behind the pointed hill,
We will follow the flock
They will lead the way
To our family,
Waiting our return.
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