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I was in the coffee house, sipping from that old cup. I was in New York; winter had never felt so cold, Yet fitting for such a cold hearted city as this It was at mid-night, just me and the bar keeper. He must have gotten a cold, for he kept on rubbing his nose I drank my last cup of coffee for the road, and made my way, With a 2 dollar dip in the jar; it was dark and yet another scream From the dark alley, it all seems normal for the lost of life. It was snowing, like the snow angel herself was here in this city. As I walked across the alley, As that alley was a shortcut to my apartment Maybe I was cheap to take a taxi! Too cheap to even consider using my own car But, hay, saving fuel is saving environment or something. I heard a noise or was it my imagination, A little puppy, shivering, loss, hungry and cold She had cute round eyes and stared at me, With brown hair, alone with spotted white fur around her neck And long ears, I just couldn't ignore her. I looked around and saw no one looking for her, What was I thinking? Surely nobody would care if i just took this puppy in. I took off my coat and warp the sweet little thing; "The city that doesn't care, life is a strange thing." As I made my way to my apartment, I wondered, of what I should call her; 'Lucy sounds nice, don't you think", as I pet her. My apartment is too big for me, just a lonely place for my head to rest. I fed her some of the leftovers. She just kept on munching Police sirens and helicopters, "ah…the sound of the concrete jungle" Count your blessings the priest says, count your money the city says. Fortunate or not I was lucky to cross path with Lucy, sweet little thing. She kept on barking, with her tail shaking, She seemed excited to be in her new home. Gave her a good hot bath, she made quiet a messed! She was playful, I slept on my couch in front of the fireplace, Nothing new, on my television screen; The same old news, gags, game shows, you know... excreta! Lucy was something new though, she slept on my belly, She looked so innocent and peaceful, Lucy…sweet little thing in my life. I gently pet her, and slowly played my saxophone.
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