Oh, from 9TH INCARNATION by STEVE'S 9TH INCARNATION

Of all the ironies, and vagaries about
One confounds more than most
A tale of faff, and complexity
Obfuscated by my lungs

One day you woke
Your fluffy friend has gone
Tragedy of tragedies
Streetlit boulevards
Persian philosophies
Anything you lose comes round, in another form
In another form

Oh Doggie
How was I supposed to know?
A mellifluous bark
But you’re sad
You’ve lost your blue bow

A long time has passed
Since you mugged each other off
Time is a pastiche of itself
No forgiveness
People just have shit memories
Anything you lose comes round, in another form
In another form

But oh, Doggie
How was I supposed to know?
A mellifluous bark, but you’re sad
You’ve lost your blue bow

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