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Bad Dog

Its okay to lock me out,
to be invited in is a privilege,
I will just sit here howling sorrow,
and confide in the full moon.

its dark and cold out,
inside it looks so warm,
someday I'm sure,
you'll forgive me for pissing on your floor.

I understand more than you know,
I'm loyal and true to you,
my mange sets you off,
And i smell of sweat and earth,

But i will wait till starvation,
for just one pat on the head,
for just one "good boy",
for just a little of your love...