by Robert W Service (1874-1958) They dumped it on a lonely road, Then like a streak they sped; And as along the way I strode I thought that it was dead: And then I saw that yelping pup Rise, race to catch them up. You know how silly wee dogs are. It thought they wereContinue reading “Abandoned Dog”
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