From my dog's eyes


Everyday I wake
Early in the morning
The sun is at the Sea line
And I know its the perfect time
I Walk through the house
And to my masters room
I lick her ear
And she awakens too
She puts me on my leash
And lets me go
And I know its okay to roam
The grass is green this time of year
And the flowers all ready to bloom
When my stomachs upset
They think its because of the Cat Crap
I eat strange things they say
But to me they're perfectly normal
I love being me
Even if me isn't everything
It's cracked up to be


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