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I was your puppy

I licked your face

you loved to walk me

and sometimes we'd race

I was your puppy

slept in your bed

you'd rub my belly

and pat my head

I was your puppy

I loved you so

now I'm alone

where did you go

I'm an old dog now

and growing older

the nights are cold

and getting colder

no more licks upon your face

no more sleeping in your bed

no more belly rubs

no pats on the head

I hear a puppy bark

I'm lonely out here in the dark

I guess there is no room for me

alone I'll die chained to this tree

your hearts just too small for puppy and me