she a stranger; parasitic
he's vulnerable and injured
he's dying, day after day
why can't i care for him
whimpering at the alpha
that's all i'm doing
craving servitude
leaving the rescue delayed
i won't come in time
it will be too late
his bark is the allowance
forcing me to stay
i could yip and yelp
appeal to his heart
but he is content
begging for scraps from the table
so i sulk
tail between my legs
pining for his attention
reluctant to chase my own tail
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