The Black Dog Is Prowling Poem by Paul Warren

The Black Dog Is Prowling

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The black dog is prowling

The black dog is prowling around
Just quietly without a sound
The dog sniffs here and there
Who it gets it doesn't care

It licks your hand just to say
I am not going to go away
And when you're feeling low
In it jumps and steals the show.

© Paul Warren Poetry

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ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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