The signals
Only the old dogs came
Barking the whole day through
Bringing in nothing
But noise pollution
The leader of the pack
Cocooned in the city
Putting his final touches
Of his new breed in motion
The signals
He dared not come to the field
After scoring losses last year
He can't face it again
Though he used back doors
Got what he needed in Silver
He suddenly careless what had happened
He had played his card
He got a full house then
The tigers on the hills
He is afraid to go out
He sent his newly elected leaders
Fighting in battles telling baked lies
Wagging tails hoping people got the message
It didn't happen
The people decided
The Silver must be returned
For illegitimacy can't turned legality
So the people spoken
The tails between the legs
Yet barking out loud and clear
The end is cruising towards the fall
The veterinarian coming to neuter the dogs
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