little lungs can breathe all night.
little eyes can't see the light.
little legs and little toes,
they'll never know of all these woes.
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Poetrypoetry to kill my dreams some of it is boring can't remember which ones are my favorites
i love my dog
little lungs can breathe all night.
little eyes can't see the light.
little legs and little toes,
they'll never know of all these woes.