I love a good fortune
A sweet memo of much acclaimed route
For next alleviation,
I make dominant prayers
And I make some impressions,
Dogs come in the way of reflections.
And dogs unfairly takes up assets,
Regularly they send gifts loaded with whims,
Their hairy skins choose demanding stakes at random,
I do not want this predominant assault,
Escape is then a prediction,
I want right’s reality or termination instead.
