Puppy In Trouble
Puppy knows not the world it is born
The mother is wise to hide behind silence
When it grows it gets truth from no one
a world of eating bones is revealed bylife
in servitude both ***** and puppy live
Yet it is the only thing known to them
Puppy wants to enjoy its puppy rights
yet without horns it is rendered weak
It desires to rescue its mother from slavery
But without wit slave masters are invincible
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