Lucky Dog
You lucky dogs
What my grandma used to say
When my dad and sister
Used to be jealous of one another
You lucky dog you
I think its quite funny
Cause look at what it sounds
More of a name in fact
A name for jealousy
Ha! Ha!
You lucky dog you
The truth is we should not be jealous
For were our own selves
That’s all that’s needed
Be proud of yourself
Because no one can take that away
So when you say lucky dog
Think of being jealous
And what I had to say
You Lucky dog
Chaos128 commented on Lucky Dog
06-27-2009
06/27/2009
Darkxaster commented on Lucky Dog
06-27-2009
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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