I'm not ready for the pound
The thoughts drive me into the ground
I don't want to go hungry
The barking drives me mad
What does that matter
I am doggo
bork! BORK!
I'm not ready for the pound
The thoughts drive me into the ground
I don't want to go hungry
The barking drives me mad
What does that matter
I am doggo
bork! BORK!
El doggo hast thou really returned?
Yes.
Bork!