I walk the night,
My pet with me
Up in the sky,
The moon, I see
Ten trips tonight,
This makes eleven..

Can it be the breeze
That scents the trees
With strange exotic perfume?
Oh, no, it isn't the breeze,
It's My Dog, Doom..

He's marking his domain
Like planting a seed
The scent is his power
Each hour, it's his enjoyment..

Loves to spray a stream,
His joy supreme,
Then off, he'll playfully zoom
To him, it's more than stream
My dear Dog, Doom

He will spray his stream,
A joy supreme,
Away, he'll playfully zoom
It's all a constant routine
From My Dog, Doom..

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