Thankful: A Dog’s Lament
I wake up to good morning to you good morning to you good
morning
hello Dolly but go to bed with Honolulu baby trailer for
sale or rent
lamppost what you knowin’ on the streets of Laredo. Last
night I heard
today while the blossoms still cling to the vine from the
living room
you’re so vain with a pin to burst your bubble close to you and
ukulele
strums leaving on a jet plane. I’m thankful the three-year-old
on the front
porch sings “I’m so beautiful!” instead.
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