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Bloodshot eyes, chasing flies,
pain in the backside, trained about as well as
we could but she used to snap
at poor little kids and choke on her chain.
Bloody pain in our necks,
with clay in her fur and piss on the rug.
Bloody bored all day long,
with nothing to do but moan.
Big brown beautiful eyes that burn as she bites through fingertips.
Bone by bone, tooth by claw,
she placed a poor paw, one, two, three, four,
into the dirt she had dug
holes in before, waging a war,
on the earth she had soiled.
Her little mark and tedious bark
used to stain two square miles. Every child would know:
“Only fools go her way, fools and the brave”.
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SUCKER,
released 23 February 2012
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