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I am the little puppy with a prayer,
That’s what been told by my mother,
Though with time I feel more in danger,
Nonetheless I can try to be braver.
I walk to an iron body so tall,
Touching the big sky
of fall,
I ask him “Have you seen my mother?
I am the lost puppy with a prayer.”
The tower stands there still,
I feel he is a little bit ill.
I march slowly sniffing to another,
Wearing green dress like my mom’s master,
I ask “Have you seen my mother,
I am the lost puppy with a prayer.”
The pale face turns red and sneezes away,
I guess it’s just not my day.
There is some music that I like,
I run there with much delight,
I see something like my master’s daughter,
Before I ask “Have you seen my mother?
I’m the lost puppy with a prayer.”
It bends down, hauls me with big shoulders.
I see big teeth flashing inside pink paint,
Is this the monster mother was talking then?
Now I am too scared of monster so insane,
I shine my own teeth and sink it to the white skin,
Blood comes from there and a shriek rings in,
I fall on my butt and there it does pain.
Now I see large boots running towards,
as big as me, my
sisters and brothers,
More eyes turn toward me growing bigger,
I smile at them though they smell of anger,
Still I just ask, “Have you seen my mother?
I am the lost little puppy with a prayer.”
