"His Pet"

Tears in his eyes
Red veins with crooked lines
On his knees
he weeps and dies
He wishes to stop time
and save his luv like a hero fighting crimes
Not enough dimes for a vet so he pays with his life...
Nothing to do but appear the next day with a coated white neck tie
With tears holding back
Chin facing high
He holds up his black rag with essential true pride...-Poet

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