ONLY DOGS ROAM
There is a land where only dogs roam
Where they sniff at the air and howl at the moon
They roll in the grass and dig in the dirt
They track dirty paw prints all over the earth
They go where they want and play where they may
And sleep under stars at the end of the day
But perfect it isn’t although it may seem
Cause all of these dogs have a similar dream
At night under stars their thoughts drift away
To someone to roll with, to sniff, and to play
A friend to take care, to love and to treasure
A friendship so loyal it cannot be measured.
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