The Dogs in Dewlahland

For pity never fails you
It is always a bad news
But everyone is not a saint like you
And so we get the dogs in Dewlahland
They are less fierce than the street dogs called commandos
They are less ugly than the green-clad army dogs
Oh, those dogs on the streets.
But those meats in Dewlahland
No confused locality dogs would dare
Nor their sad masters would ever deny;
Each morning as the dogs come in droves and chains
A couple of bites that makes all the difference,
The same plate which has earned the wrath
of a million vegetarians
of a million self-righteous human beings
of kind and compassionate men and women
of everyone whose images are more than their shadows.



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