Hounded

So what if I’m rooting for you
I have a thing for the (Under)dog
The little bastard i rescued
Off the streets you roamed
For a warm lap to bury your bone in
You’re not looking for a home
You have a whole pack waiting
And me to lead on
Deeper into this concrete jungle
I wasn’t looking for anything
But here you are
Tail wagging.

Bite me.


KH