Souvenir

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The dogs are furry and white

Like snow in fact

How it makes the news here

If snow starts falling

Is it the leading star of LA television news-

& does it make the national news?-

Who ventures the streets of Beverly Hills

To report the three flakes falling? Who knows?

They don’t care, they walk the streets of Venice

They have their snow globe of a dog

ancestors’ souvenir of winter,

They don’t care, the dog owners. 

 


 

 

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