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 and all I could do was scream

they went chasing into the bush
cornering something in the fen
barking
barking
and all I could do was scream
my voice breaking
time running
karma biting
and all I could do
was screech and holler
and of course they'd never come
to that

so I ventured in
in towards the swamp
saw them hounding
critter at the edge of the water
me yelling the while
too long and too loud

I went in through the rough
to the bog
thick mud
where now Lucky had most
of a muskrat's head in his mouth
while the beagle worried its ass
doing their best
to maimed and
and they'll kill it promptly
God willing
so for a while I didn't scream

Lucky shook the critter
but It hardly seemed to be dying
so I screamed
and pulled the dogs off
clumsily
they broke to harry the creature again
and I screamed them away

it seemed alive
it on its rounded back
in the mud
looking at me
one eyed
the other muddied and
who knows
blind

I pulled the dogs off
covered in black
and left the muskrat
to its painful fate
painful dying
or painful living
cause all I could do
was scream

 
   

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