"Same Old Story"
Wagging tails and floppy tongues,
barking from the depths of lungs.
They're overjoyed to see you home,
they miss you when outside you roam.
Too much energy, they jump and whine.
Always with noses in your behind.
Their barking drives you up the wall.
Decide you don't want dogs at all.
Call the rescue, act like it's their fault
they can't take dogs you kick to the asphalt.
They tell you how to find a new loving family,
but the level of work and you don't agree.
Ditch your furry loving friends at the pound.
You say you're certain that they are bound
to found a home real quick, they're so good.
You never call to see if they would.
One find a home quick, it's pretty great.
They love him, train him, it's first rate.
The second waits and waits, alone and scared,
gets so frightened that his teeth are bared.
The shelter workers try and try,
they network, love, and finally cry
the day his time must run out.
"It's not fair", they weep and shout.
But now there's nothing to be done.
He won't see another rising sun.
You'll never know, though, about his fate.
The tragic death of a crimeless inmate.
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