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one dog is getting kicked by another
at least that's the way it seems
or maybe it's the pulling of the tail
the dog rolls over and bites you
you get an infection
instant karma
You couldn't have planned this misery
but you were waiting for it
Though it may be better to say
you've recognized it
Every corner has it's hidden gem
but nothing is shining tonight
The thud of life comes down
and you feel numb
Something tells you slowly
get it when you can
tomorrow never knows
the great expanse is within
and diaper shows you the great map
from the cradle to the grave
you'll sing your little song