Dogs Poem by Rebecca Stansfield

Dogs



He said the best place to live is where,
There are dogs but they don't play,
And he said,
The worst place to live is where,
People play but there are no dogs,
And the bad place is where all the dogs are dead,
Laying somewhere on the side,
And sleeping until the morning,
The morning that will never come.

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