The white puppy
Barking loudly when he was tied up
The owner left to run his business
In the old town
The barking was loud
Screaming out of his lungs
The white puppy
Couldn't care his surrounding
Yesterday he was free
He torn the plastic netting
He sneaked out to feel his freedom
Across the street on the field
One Indian man
Shouted at the puppy
He ran back to his home
Across the street
Along the time of rushing
A small red car cruising by
The white puppy ran to hit the car
A screeching brake on the wheels
But the white puppy
Lost his life on the middle of the street
He didn't reach home for his short freedom
A short living but to try his luck again
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