Looks on and wonders
Where's my leash-holder?
Walks up and wags
Who's my good boy
Would i rather be bought and sold
Or loyal to my instincts
Loved equally, or of royal blood?
Greet me, or shy away
Cut open, and walking dead
Lead me to where i am
How should i know, where i want to go
Oh look, let's chase that loud, fast, shiny thing
In this, dog-eat-dog, world
All for one, or one for all?
Lick your wounds, bitter defeat or sweet relief
It might hurt, but don't stop the play
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