.I cry at her bowl, dog's dying day
A bone in her bowl, a watery grave
See, I am a sailor, but I'm not so great
I keep fishin' for roadkill, passin' out on the waves
Shimmering sea, stretched end to end
Shivering bowl, a flickering friend
See, that's Mr. Murph.
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