Song
of an Owl IV
My dog has died
Furry and lazy, he prayed And dreamed with me.
Lonely days altered to busy and engaged
‘cause he made me disturbed with his barking and onomatopoeia,
All days I have studied and translated his language
in to mine,
I thought he was smarter than me in learning the
language of mine.
He was intelligent and smarter than me.
He wanted to date with my neighbor’s modest doggy!
She is lovely and attractive; I shouldn’t blame or
complain him
‘cause he too has feelings and I should never block
him.
I envied him, he found his girl easily
And became a father of five children!
We travelled around the county
And wooed girls, he was my best mind keeper.
He was best in wooing girls,
I was his student in wooing lessons.
He is dead.
And I’m alone
in the walls of my room,
Left alone to dream and pray.
He must be waiting for me in the heaven,
I want to go to where he is, the dogdom.
I think we will go together sight seeing
And wooing.
He hasn’t taught me the full lessons of life.
Clever he is, must be a father of other five
children
In his heavenly dogdom.
I have still
to learn from him,
He hasn’t gone to school or training center,
But he knew me,
My thoughts, inflations of my feelings.
He enjoyed with me, wept with me,
Wooed with me, and
He was irresponsible as I am and
Lazy as I am.
He was my friend, my best.
My best, my best.
He was my best.
gr8
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