Taco and Cottonball

As he ran fast down the hill
In proudness and joy
Chasing us down,
Yelling, Barking, and Biting,
to put us all in place
He runs back to him
cheering him off
to put him in a house
with food and comfort
As its pouring out here
and wet and stormy
Why can't we be loved like that?
But at least I have Taco
to fill that gap.
Counting down the days
until we get sent out
No sheep knows
what happens on that day
All we know is
that we are used...