Meet me at the dogrun, Ben.
Because my tongue is hanging out,
And my feet are getting itchy.
Meet me at the dogrun, Ben.
Because I dreamt about trees last night,
And my ears are full of gnats.
Meet me at the dogrun, Ben.
Because I can’t stop smiling,
And barking for volume is the best philosophy.
Meet me at the dogrun, Ben.
Because we’re free to be poorer than dogs,
And being out is living.
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