When I was nine and walking home once
Through the alley short-cuts from school
I was such a dreamer then
Still learning what autumn meant
When suddenly a black dog leapt
Toward me barking loudly
And though he was stuck behind a fence
My fear made me so furious at him
I ran right back at him barking loudly
Until his teeth thrust through a hole
In the wire and I went home bloody
Which explains this little scar
I keep on the left of my lip
Which I haven't thought about for years
Though it become a motif of my life
This leaping into the jaws of fate
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