The Dogs
By SickBoy
Nothing but dogs lead by there master leash. Whimpering and whining to thrown a treat. Your dogs humping your master leg. Weak feeble mined animals being led by another's will. You are not men for men posses honor, dignity, will and strength. This is what makes a true man. Being a man is what a dog never knows. For I am man but you... just a pack of dogs looking for another leg. Written September 26th, 2001 © on Sep 26 2001 02:55 PM PST 10 • 0 • 9
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"Nothing but dogs lead by there master leash. Whimpering and whining to thrown a treat. Your dogs humping your master leg. Weak feeble mined animals being led by another's will. You are not men for men posses honor, dignity, will and strength. This is what makes a true man. Being a man is what a dog never knows. For I am man but you... just a pack of dogs looking for another leg...."