People Next Door-2

I see your dog Having a morning walk Each fine day. With the richest Young man at its Call, at its bay. I see your dog Breakfast on a table Just few yards away From the most beautiful Lady of our world Feeding it meat fry. I see your dog Just after the lunch On velvet cushions lay A cosy and deep sleep To keep it happy, warm Free from a fly. I see your dog Ride a car in the aft With the angel of the town Sitting abreast it, Her gown cladding scanty Her bare, fair skin. I see your dog Partying in the Evening With the VIPs of the city Mermaids in the veils, Kings of the sales Patting on its fur While I wait at, There a lay man For everyone at the door.