we run off the path
we run off the path, orange dog and I
Some try to get us back on it, but why do they try?
We like running off road, it feels better on our feet
At the end of the road a butcher gives my dog meat.
We run off the path, because we can.
It makes some crazy, especially the garbage man.
He toots his horn and points to the road and I laugh.
No one can tell me where to run like a giraffe.
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