I was chained to a tree, hostage and helpless deep within thick dark woods.
Then approached a ferocious beast, ready to ravish its prey;
I heard it saying, "Wow… dinner's been served"
I shut my eyes so tightly, as concluding I was nearing my last moments.
Gradually it approached, savoring the taste of the meal to come
The beast appeared before me, I heard the heavy footsteps halting.
It lowered its monstrous head toward me, and I felt the hot breathe of its fangs...
But then, I managed to open my eyes, at least to see the beast which was about tearing me apart.
Behold, there it was, Nyie my darling dog.
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