Poeta Rub Levy

Como nasce o poema

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My Real Yellow Tike Lance

There’s a special kind of dog.
Such kind does´nt exist anywhere
But here in my home.

There’s no coincidence at all.
He came for us at first sight
Afraid of his own destiny.

He grow up sleeping under
My son’s bed,
His first choice of confidence.

Became family’s part
Travelling in the car
Always stand up… Incredible but true!

So, let me say goodbye
Because now it’s time
To take him outside…

For jogging, sniffing,
Pissing and barking…
Hihihihihihihih….
rub levy
Enviado por rub levy em 25/07/2010


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