MAN NOT A DOG

I’ll not a time jump from up a cliff Believing; man would lay a formed-foam. Will I in life’s path, do, tread and roam: A man-acolyte and see no grief? No, a being is not a dog! I’ll place not my heart into man’s hand Or to hound beside the...

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HOWLING CUR

I am roused once more from a peaceful slumber, Like clockwork, at this hour of Nether invasion; I am jerked into the deserts of waking, At this hour when the living is dead. What ails you, mangy cur, To warrant tormented yelping? Tick in your fur, cur? To warrant somnambulant...

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