The
poor dog sits near the gate
Watching
the day goes by in his eyes
The
years of his youth has gone away
Leaving
his body sick with disease
All
his shine has gone
The
owner never bothers to feed
He
is left alone to fend his day
Growing
old and thin with sadly eyes
He
knows what he has gone with his life
He
still stays faithful though the owner doesn't care
He
still sits around the gate
As
he uses to do when he was young
Now
he waits for his day
He
has no way to go but stay
His
best pal had gone years ago
Leaving
him alone unwanted no one to play
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