Fishbowler

I make art in strange places and blog about it.

When Dogs Ruled the World

When dogs ruled the world everything was threat of bite.

When dogs ruled the world

no gathering wood for the night

no wrong, no right, no bailiffs to stop the fight

When dogs ruled the world

warmth came from light

no postage stamp, no excise fee, no utility bill fraught with fright

no need to write, no fashionable fight

When dogs ruled the world

they didn’t have to know their place

everything was white.

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