A Dogs Life
A DOG'S LIFE.
The dog is crying in the corner and his tail is between his legs,
The dog is cowling like a child that's been sent early with no supper straight up right to bed,
The dog knows when his master is so angry at him because he curses words down to the dogs bowed and sullen head,
the dog is very grateful of the scraps he gets in his bowl and eats them without a scowl as his master dines on the best of foods as he of course is well fed,
the dog sits beside his master always vigil and completely faithful till his master adjourns full bellied and well rested as he says " it's time for bed “but the dog is put into a cold dark kitchen where an old dirty blanket waits for him after a long day of being told to do what his master said.
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