A dogs life
To read and write below the thoughts trial
I gain the pain alike this bard's lament
To love, to steal, poison, murder or lie
All is fair when written along the lines
Humans do cry for lost and memory
Drama prevails tho sometime comedy
Morals between the lines of symmetry
A dog am I fortunes rich to burn
Distant the voice of my master to yearn
Shakespeare too much for a dog to learn
Sit and stay I wag my tail to and fro
As Jules did patience wait for Romeo
Now I leave class with worlds ghostly blessing
Time to leave stuff in his couch a messing
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