Happy with the world
He walks his dog
Both are well fed
Nothing bothers them
Not even a fly perches on them
Every dog has its day
Today it is his dog
To me everyday is a dog's day
Sans the walk though
Meal or shelter
Darkness is my dress
Shuts the world out
Let me take myself for a walk
To where the can be food
Or shelter
Where this is
I don't know
Or whether there is such
The Garden of Eden
Manna from Heaven
I continue the march
Until the egg hatch
And the chick runs
Hope I meet destiny
Freedom is food
and shelter
As others and their dogs
Run helter skelter
All I seek is shelter
And food
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