The
black dogs on the road
Eyes
and ears in full alert
Watching
for the bad hats
Running
into them
The
black dogs stand in full
Upright
snarling white teeth
“Don't
come messing around
In
our turf you will get the bite”
The
cats and roosters and hens
They
know about the black dogs
They
just pretend to do their work
They
are afraid to be cooked
So
the black dogs play safe
In
a pack they look fierce
Out
alone the public know
The
black dog has no bite
The
public offer meat
The
black dogs just eat
What
if it is poison?
The
black dogs never care
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