Why oh why was that do so shy,
Hiding away in the shad of the tee.
Why oh Why was that dog so shy,
Running away as we chased it away.
Can you tell me why was that dog so shy.
As it ran by and took a peace of my lag.
Come back, come back i yelled in the air,
Please give me back what you have took-in from here.
For that witch you have i surly need.
Why oh why did that dog have to leave.
-Ammon Barton-
This is a poem i wrote today after my bike ride i went on with Brian, on the way over to his house i rode throw the church yard like i do ever time and was attacked from a pare of dogs. It seems no matter how far i went they just kept following me so i put the metal to the petal and pushed my self as hard as i could and out ran them. What i should have done is one of two things ether kicked them, witch would have given me great pleaser, or hit the front breaks and swanning the back tier around hitting them in the face. But both of these ideas have something wrong with them, and that is i don't really like hurting animals if i don't have to.
Well thats the highlight of my day, the other thing is i finally finished feeling out the application so i turned that in and i hope that i get a response soon, because i don't know how long i can stand living with my parents.
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