The hounds of the Baskerville's,
Hunted alone.
They were unlease ( d) on purpose,
So that they could roam the moors.
Now that they were unleashed and heady
From their unlatch ( ed ) chambered door
Off in a swirling foggy mist they went
Running for parts unmapped , unknown and ignored.
Oh, what would life be like,
To just live the life of a plain old dog?
LL
PS Disappointed with myself. I picked the 3 words, THEN figure(d) out a story. lol
It did not work this time. : (
I did like my story, though. : )
LoisLane
wagon wagging woebegone