dolly my little dog,
fur in black and brown.
she met her boyfriend rocky,
they played in the ground.
one winter night,
a baby dog was born.
unfortunately,
dolly died next morning.
i cried in the morning.
bb the baby dog,
lost her mother dolly,
thus we fed her,
pretend to be her mother.
bb grew up,
and had babies.
maybe that’s fate,
one day the wolf dog bit her,
the wolf dog bit her.
the wolf dog bit her neck,
and bb couldn’t breathe.
she’s puling on the floor,
her blood sketched on her chin,
her son’s watching and ba