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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...
Sunday 20th December 2020 10:45 am
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,
...Thursday 3rd December 2020 10:45 am

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