Of a girl I would see I said
You so remind me of someone
Who lived on our street
When I was a dog in Toronto
Homeless on Sunnyside Beach
Actually I had run away
Overwhelmed by the confusion
Of the dog they wanted me to be
When really I loved only beaches
And luckily there was one nearby
Even if I was only three
But tall for my age I crossed
Several busy streets to get there
Unobserved and happy as a dog
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