teeth not breaking skin
crushing the throat
bringin it all back to master
food in your belly
two and one half baby seals
vomit and feed the wife and kids
your legs let you run for days
you can easily survive
the harshest winter
laughing at the inferior xeroxes
cages, collars, and chains
they bark 'bout bowls being bare
you howl at the moon
your timeless true god
watching over you at night
and winking
once every twenty eight days
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