some dogs it was that even under the watch
of their and his master must have strayed
but no one knows but only that they died
the strong and healthy dogs that went by this way
on sunny or rainy days there were no foul pools
on the nearside pathways of Sutton where dogs
perished and must be carried home aloft
with all honours can we imagine what forces
must be at work what evil forces laying down
poisons for such collisions as these between
our antennae at the leash's end and our
wholesale drag of the hearth and home how
can this be it cannot but yet they die daily
those little dogs that splashed happily
through the dark-reeling muds of Outer Sutton
.
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