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Tragedy
A boy and his dog
Companions at heart
Lived a peaceful life
In happiness
Then a man on the run
Jumped the fence with a gun
Took the boy by the arm
Down the alley in the dark
He then cried out
The dog heard his shout
And using his snout
Had then bolted out
So the man with his knife
Hurt the boy and his voice
Then the jaws of his friends
Was there to rescue him
Taking punches
Shots from the gun
Bits from to knife
To save his friends life
The beautiful dog
With sleek golden fur
Now painted in red
From the fight for his life
The man had then ran
And the boy hugged his friend
They kissed and cheered
And the feds had appeared
They saw all the blood
Plattered all around
Where the canine had won
But the dog became tense
They boy couldn't cry
Voice box dead inside
The man hurt his neck
The cops then saw look
Of the dog in offene
With their guns in their grips
Shot the animal on site
The boy began to cry
That he lost his only friend
Who saved his life there in the end
Covered in blood
He wouldn't Budge
From the dead dog side
The remains of what lay
In the alley of pain
Where his friend had been slain
Companions at heart
Lived a peaceful life
In happiness
Then a man on the run
Jumped the fence with a gun
Took the boy by the arm
Down the alley in the dark
He then cried out
The dog heard his shout
And using his snout
Had then bolted out
So the man with his knife
Hurt the boy and his voice
Then the jaws of his friends
Was there to rescue him
Taking punches
Shots from the gun
Bits from to knife
To save his friends life
The beautiful dog
With sleek golden fur
Now painted in red
From the fight for his life
The man had then ran
And the boy hugged his friend
They kissed and cheered
And the feds had appeared
They saw all the blood
Plattered all around
Where the canine had won
But the dog became tense
They boy couldn't cry
Voice box dead inside
The man hurt his neck
The cops then saw look
Of the dog in offene
With their guns in their grips
Shot the animal on site
The boy began to cry
That he lost his only friend
Who saved his life there in the end
Covered in blood
He wouldn't Budge
From the dead dog side
The remains of what lay
In the alley of pain
Where his friend had been slain
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