Dogs In the Pound

They're tapping on the glass,
 you see?
I feel like i'm some strange anomaly,
 Please someone help,
come to the rescue,

This magnify glass is burning my eyes!
 In captivity I'll wait,
Until one special day,
 when the flashy bright lights stop inspecting me,
And I'll have a home for all eternity!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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