Wild Dogs

Wild, old dog singing everyday It does not have a holiday Singing songs about other's glow Like, it does not have gleam to show It sings on dark and stormy night It always sings when day is bright It sings to halt how others shine It's drowsed on other's own fine wine It chatters like an old, old goat Instead of rowing its own boat Feels bad when pushy dogs succeed Just like envy is its own feed But comes a one dog with wild dream It does not care about the scream It only cares about its catch That one day, its hard works will hatch