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My Hound

by Lorell Suzanne Noe

Saltly seas, bitterly
dry...
I think of my love-
and then I cry
I do love him though
I'm just a child-
\You think it can't be
true- but it is and it's wild
\You think to yourself
'oh it's just puppy
love...'
but he's my hound and
we were bound to fall in love.

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