His black pearl look kept us thinking he was young,
As his fur was cut it jumped and it flung,
Underneath his soft black coat, it was white; I got the note
His life was coming to an end
But he was a loyal Man's best friend.
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By the way that is my dog in case you were wondering...
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My Mental Poison
PuisiYou've probably seen my other works but this is something a little different. This is going to be filled with a few poems where I am able to express myself and I hope you enjoy.
