Lletres: Jesse Harris. Crooked Lines. Poor Old Dog.

Poor old dog on the quay
Your black tongue could not say,
?Will someone rescue me?
Take me on out to sea??
I dreamed you inside the ship rolling by
It rocked you in the tide
?That old mutt?? Someone chimed,
?He?s been here a real long time!?
Poor old dog in the way
No one saved you today
I dreamed you inside the ship rolling by
It rocked you in the tide