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The Defiant Miniature Pinscher Puppy
It feels as though I have sing all the songs It feels as though I have correct all my wrongs It feels as though I have read all the books It feels as though I have something delicious to cook It feels as though I have listened to all the stories and I have visited all the territories It feels as though I have seen all the places It feels as though I know all the faces It feels as though I have listened to all the arguments and I have taken the appropriate stand The war of words is floating over my head The war of words is mingling in my bed The war of words is causing blood shed Hungry passion leans upon my breast Longing passion is sucking my breath Hungry passion is causing me to sweat Historians are feeding upon my flesh I have scared them to death They are digging beneath and listening carefully to my empty speech The grasp is within my reach and it is as simple as can be They mingle with gentiles along the dusty road But half of the story has not been told and we are growing old I woke Saturday morning feeling excited I did not know what to make of the morning So I went in search of new meaning I drove out of this wretched city and ended up in the neighboring town Things looked pretty neat and the sign of wealth was flowing in the street But people had nothing to eat I was delighted to meet familiar faces and races The rehabilitated building stood tall others were relocated across the hall and another slowly convalesce downtown The town was reeling from what I don't know The church was not growing and people looked miserable and sad But as I drove into the church yard something came alive and filtrated through the entire town By midday the town was shouting with music people car truck bus van witnessed a traffic jam The music came alive and motor bikes paraded up and down the street women latched on their man's back Cruz on motor bikes along the narrow street The smell of barbecue perfumed the air and appetizing scent from the Methodist women's kitchen attracted people far and near The children jumped around in glee They were as merry as can be And I had a number of black dogs for my company Big dogs little dogs short dogs and puppy dogs Converged around my space lapping up water and strolling around with their masters When I thought it was over a miniature pinscher puppy came along wrapped up in its mistress hand It was dying of thirst but it was very proud It would not drink the water on its own so the mistress put its mouth in the bowl and forced it to drink But even so the miniature pinscher puppy refused to drink from the bowl in front of the crowd Everyone eagerly watched the miniature pinscher drama The children were excited with their painted faces They were filled with laughter And at the end of the day when it was over Another dog crossed my path and greeted me with a bark But yesterday night something caught my sight in the commuters parking lot at the back of the big church A white stone shaped like a heart with pink paint daubed over it and a black mark on top revealed something unimaginable I don't know who brought it there but someone had something to share the pink paint discreetly covered the murder weapon And there it was in plain site sitting on top of the manhole I had nothing to fear everyone has a cross to bear The defiant miniature pinscher puppy was so dear.
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