• Vol. 01
  • Chapter 11
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Oh What a Life

What a life,
Such a pampered pooch,
Well fed, Well groomed,
Want for nothing.
Or So they think,
Am I ungrateful to want more?
To tell you the truth
I'm bored to the core,
No play mates, no fun,
Just prize after prize
That I have won.
But I don't care,
I do it for them.
What do I get in return?
The occasional bone,
Or a collar with a gem.
I'd jack it all in tomorrow
If I had the chance.
To be free,
To run like other dogs,
Chase cats and roll on the grass.
But no all I can do is dream.
It's a hard life.