No Dogs

Some called it discrimination, others called it right and proper. But whatever the sense, dogs were definitely not going to be allowed here.


There’s a voice that keeps on calling me.
Down the road, that’s where I’ll always be.
Every stop I make, I make a new friend.
Can’t stay for long, just turn around and I’m gone again.
Maybe tomorrow, I’ll want to settle down.
Until tomorrow, I’ll just keep moving on.

Terry Bush

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