Children

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All Alone Pupper

Twas the middle of night
And all was dark
The poor doggy was sad
Cause all he could do was bark

He was tucked away
In his little house
No one around
Not even a mouse

Nothing to drink
Nothing to eat
Not even a blankie
To warm his little seat

All forgotten
With not even a window to look out
If he only had a voice
Maybe he could shout

But who would hear?
As his master was toasty warm in bed
Under his covers
With the pillow over his head

Guess he will just cry
All night long
And hope that the morning
Will bring him a new song

He will just dream
Of days when he was a pup
And was given love and care
And food and water in a cup

The air is cold
On his little nose
So he covers it with his paw
In hopes that by morning it wasn't froze

Good night cruel world
Oh woe is me
Just hope that tomorrow
Something better will be.....

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