The Sleeping Dog

The sleeping dog
Doesn’t realise its master gone
Too much to bear
Where does my master lie?

Is my master a lie?
Am I the sleeping dog?
I never knew
I was a dog

I never knew my slumber
A comfortable place
On an old shirt
Covered in coal

A place of rest
As the world changes order
Sleeping dogs lie
They lie still dreaming

Dreaming of their next meal
When I wake up
Where is my master?
Where has he gone?

Where is my next meal
That I dreamt of?
When will I be fed?
It was best to stay dreaming!

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