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Mallard Days

a year now since she died

life never been the same

loving eyes that llit my life

till she fell and got lame

 

her back end had collapsed

lost control of her bladder

lay there still in the garden

never saw anything sadder

 

vet had to give her the jab

said she'd suffer no pain

ashes rest on my dresser

but I'll not see her again

 

all I have is her leathe...

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A Run In The Park In The Rain

we met in roundhay park,

she was walking her hound,

fettered with a muzzle, the

dog barely made a sound

 

that was half a life-time ago,

long defunct that labrador,

I'm the one on a short lead,

I rarely talk, let alone roar

 

personality's behind bars,

independence gone west,

castrated, house-trained,

where obedience is best

 

a daily run in the garden,

...

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