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she left me for a woman
She left me for a woman.
What can I say it just happened . a lost puppy
she avoided me at first but ate the food
skeptical in her young life, she has suffered
cruelty
I was watching TV when she decided to
throw her lot in with me, but he head on my
left food, how did she know I was a lefty
sat for an hour, not daring to move
she woke, stretched, and made signs she needed
a pee, but I had to go with her
Now that I was the master, I made rules
which she ignored at times
She had my mascot from Norway because
it had unblinking eyes when I sat writing
she was in the kitchen drinking water
my mascot she mauled
I told her off, but she made it clear you shall
not love anyone but me
For thirteen years, our relationship lasted
I drove her around in winter because she
liked to sleep by the hum of the motor
What do you know, when a woman entered
she fell in love with her and followed her around
like a proper dog
I think she sensed my heartache, often when
trying to make sense of my writing
she came, but her head on my knee, looking
at me as saying, you are ok, mate, but this is
one of those things
,
,t
What can I say it just happened . a lost puppy
she avoided me at first but ate the food
skeptical in her young life, she has suffered
cruelty
I was watching TV when she decided to
throw her lot in with me, but he head on my
left food, how did she know I was a lefty
sat for an hour, not daring to move
she woke, stretched, and made signs she needed
a pee, but I had to go with her
Now that I was the master, I made rules
which she ignored at times
She had my mascot from Norway because
it had unblinking eyes when I sat writing
she was in the kitchen drinking water
my mascot she mauled
I told her off, but she made it clear you shall
not love anyone but me
For thirteen years, our relationship lasted
I drove her around in winter because she
liked to sleep by the hum of the motor
What do you know, when a woman entered
she fell in love with her and followed her around
like a proper dog
I think she sensed my heartache, often when
trying to make sense of my writing
she came, but her head on my knee, looking
at me as saying, you are ok, mate, but this is
one of those things
,
,t
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