I Am A DogA Poem by The B***h On Her Kneeson my knees
a nasty dirty dog with no voice of its own (you speak for me, there's really no need anymore)
a nasty dirty horny dog base and vile lapping up spilt dreams
you appear to be strong but master you are weak and I am running away.
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