mud my bud
by cierra harris.........................................
i had a dog named mud,
he will always be my bud
he was black and had some white
he was such a beautiful sight
i wish he was still here but i
will always keep his memory vague
and i will always remeber his name
it was so hard to see you in pain
so i did what was right by letting you
see the light and it was the hardest part
of my life too see you breathe nomore
i love you my friend and i promise we will
meet again


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