The Bark

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The stray dog a she dog Barking in high spirits To the people going on road They scolds and throws stones The stray dog still in bark. The sound is ferocious Its action is speedy Its barks, the people frightens The stray dog continues to bark. Asylum it got in neighbor house The revered mother living alone Slowly it made friendship The stray dog got a home its own. Biscuits and nourishing foods Aplenty, the old lady gave it The stray dog is so happy It stopped the barking without command. The she dog in high spirits Slowly and steadily if became fat Now she is not a stray dog A beautiful dog itself it changed. Lovers came from near and in distance The she dog attracted them all But fought with naughty ones The quarrel sometimes in limitless. The people agitated against stray dogs The corporation engaged a dog catcher He was such a man who can catch And kill even the wildest of stray dog. Tried his best to catch all stray dogs Almost all dogs without licenses Killed in such a speed and spirit But he couldn't kill the stray dog The one which came and got friendship The love and affection, mother saved it. Months passed and in years of changes The old lady in such different ability She was incapable to move here and there The dog helped her as a close friend Just like a good friend in time. May be until the final day among the one.

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