The dog looks hungry, as it is a stray,
A piece of meat and some food to make it gay,
Shakes its tail as fast as it can,
Stands near the gate for fun and bun,
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An interesting poem and interesting how the dog chose to bark with the crowd. Mob mentality and hypocrisy are close mates.
Let the dog of your kinder imagination live ever. The picture of the stray dogs fades before the ghosts of humans in larger number haunt our literature. What I feel is because of the rare possibility of certain element of truth being found in what you say here, we have to spare the animal as he is man`s best friend ever.