Dog Style
The dog raced in a circle,
And chased his tail around,
Never ever catching up,
Or even gaining ground.
I know just how that poor pup feels,
All caught up in a race.
Chasing things I never catch—
But somehow keeping pace.
The dog raced in a circle,
And chased his tail around,
Never ever catching up,
Or even gaining ground.
I know just how that poor pup feels,
All caught up in a race.
Chasing things I never catch—
But somehow keeping pace.