At the park
With my dog
She chases
The tennis ball
I throw and
Doesn't want to
Bring it back
But see
She's on a leash;
I keep it on so
I have control and
She's in reach when
She runs back with
The ball I can
Pull her back and
Grab the ball and
Throw it out again.
And now you know
My daily routine
Twice or even
Three Times Before
The sun hides
Behind rooftops
I run my dog
Ragged
So she can
Sleep.
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