The
dogs of no masters
They
hang around by the side roads
They
will sit and sleep or fooling around
They
have no homes to return to
The
dogs can be found
In
the garbage areas looking for food
Out
on their own devices they will find ways
To
stay alive and think of tomorrow
But
there are good people around
They
will bring food and bones
The
pack of dogs will run to these people
They
smell of good luck
The
dogs will wag their tails
They
are happy to smell of food
It
isn't everyday the dogs have it
The
dogs of no masters
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