Memories
My old sweet dog
tangled with fog
and ate like a hog
Old dear Buster
quiet and adjuster
who gave me a fluster
he left in such a hurry
I would do anything to feel that furry
dog, in my memory, blurry
If you could see the sorrow
would you borrow
my heart and come back tomorrow
I don't care what they say
memories replay
I my head, oh take me away
So now goodbye
I tried not to cry
but you held my emoition supply
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