Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Stray Dog



Could it be the stray dog weakness, the smile they bring to your face, the laughter that I feel when I can't help but listen to the squeal.. of another stray dog.
I've got that stray dog weakness, the jumping all over the place and everytime I think of that first blink, one nibble or a bite and and I just can't fight that stray dog.
Could it be the stray dog weakness, soft and cuddly too and by the the time I realize what I just dragged on in, it's just alittle to late.
I've go that stray dog weakness, licking and loving all over the place. Gullilble they say ,is the heart that plays with the dog in you.

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