poetry critical

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Random Poem:

The Ballad of Candy's Dog

Candy’s dog was old and smelt,
He could not eat, his teeth had all gone.
It was ill and couldn’t be helped,
He had no friends, except for one.
Carlson said he’d be better off dead,
For it was frail and almost blind,
It wouldn’t feel a thing, being shot in the head,
Sometimes you have to be cruel to be kind.
Candy had owned the dog for such a long time,
He refused to let his dog die,
Killing it now would be a crime,
‘Let him live!’ was Candy’s cry.
He was persuaded it would be for the best,
Carlson would kill him, it was agreed,
To let his old pal be at rest,
Carlson then led him outside on a lead.
Candy lay still on his bed,
Staring up at the ceiling,
Knowing his dog would soon dead,
Gave him a really bad feeling.
A shot was heard, the deed was done,
Candy was sad, but knew it was right,
Carlson came back and cleaned his gun,
The silence went on into the night.

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