Saturday, October 12, 2013

molly the dog


Once she was hairless
Trimmed it away
She didn't like it
The behavioural patterns displayed

The hair grew back
She felt she had her colours flow
The princess in the breed
If only she could talk

The colours of her life
Molly lapped it up
The fine grooming
The stand out parade

Now she becomes Molly Cyrus
Trimmed it down nothing to bark
She will feel gloomy for months
Until the day she gets back her hair

Now she feels she wants to hide
Under the table away from the staring eyes
She may look neat overall in shape
She wants to be the hippie hippie life


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