| The Lone Dog A keen dog, a lean dog, a wild dog and lone, A rough dog, a tough dog, hunting on his own A bad dog, a mad dog, teasing running keep, Howling under the moon, to keep wild souls from sleep. He'll never be a house dog, sniffing smelly feet, A sleek dog, a weak dog, begging for his meat Not for him the warm heat, the fine filled bowl, Closing door, wild ground, and dig and run and roll. Not for him the other dogs, running by his side, Some have run a little while, but all of them will hide He is still the lone trail, the tough trail, the best Whistling wind, wild stars, the hunger of the quest. Dawnrest |
| The Lone Dog A keen dog, a lean dog, a wild dog and lone, A rough dog, a tough dog, hunting on his own A bad dog, a mad dog, teasing running keep, Howling under the moon, to keep wild souls from sleep. He'll never be a house dog, sniffing smelly feet, A sleek dog, a weak dog, begging for his meat Not for him the warm heat, the fine filled bowl, Closing door, wild ground, and dig and run and roll. Not for him the other dogs, running by his side, Some have run a little while, but all of them will hide He is still the lone trail, the tough trail, the best Whistling wind, wild stars, the hunger of the quest. Dawnrest |
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