The Beagle

By Jaylife    Jaylife

I hear the beagle
The beagle of my mind
Is that you my captain, keeps sounding the 'larm?

I'm ready to go,
Please point me harm's way.
Harm's way is the way to medals and 'wards

Of caskets and sac cloths
I'm never afraid
Now captain you trained me to flinch at no sight.

I hear the beagle
The beagle of my mind
It's me the captain, I'm playing for you.

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