I live like a dog. Always chasing
my own tail. Not recognizing parts of me.
When I go to bed. Huggggh!
I'm woken up by heavy guttural snores
that vanish. Instantly,
I blame the people close to me.
and roll back over. Hugggggh!
Chasing my own snore, I wake up.
Like a dog we
chase our own balls.
The signs of money draw us in.
Then we shake our tails in excitement,
waiting for the ball to be thrown.
To obtain the green we all chase.
No wonder humans love dogs.
The best of friends always
have commonalities.
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