When i was young
You would
Leash me onto a pole
Feed me left overs
Force me to lick from your plates
Call me puppy and all sorts of dog names
And let me sleep out
Now fully fledged into a dog i have
Every time you strike a glance at me
You take on your toes
Running for your dear life
For my mere bark
Sends chills of shiver
down your spine
Oh my old master! !
Its just me
The dog you created
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