Ominous black dog
No, I'm not friends with him
He eats off my hand
Through the window
Ominous black dog
Oh, everyone talks about him
I stick my hand out
He licks it clean
And the raven
On the edge of the roof
Watches the whole ordeal
And it squaws, I'm too lazy to shoo it away..
The black possum
Is scuttles on the tree
I can hear it, I close the window,
In the middle of the night
And the black moth, Oh, the black moth,
It ate all my good cloths,
And all my good books..
I don't do anything.
And in every page in all my old journals,
There are black stains,
Where it's spluttered about..
And I'm scared,
That the smudges have gotten on to the..
Pages..
I have..
Yet to use.
BS
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