She was thirteen, I was six We’d gotten her through an infection Still the days of putting your dog out the front door To patrol the streets nightly She’d jump the fence anyway Still the days of no vets Unless the beast somehow…
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She was thirteen, I was six We’d gotten her through an infection Still the days of putting your dog out the front door To patrol the streets nightly She’d jump the fence anyway Still the days of no vets Unless the beast somehow…