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DOGS by: Little Sister Creed One day two dogs were walking. A woman walked up to them and wrote a book. The end

To the world, Let my words be heard on this night. I do not want to revel in material delight, I just wish for those less fortunate than myself to be happy come morning's light. To the world, I care not for jewels and silver, and platinum, or gold. All that I wish, for those who are young and those who are old, Is that they have shelter from the fierce, bitter, cold. To the world, I do not want to wake and see presents under a decorated tree, I would rather know that the homeless children are in safe company, Rather than shivering, huddled close, in a filthy and forgotten alley. To the world, I know you may not believe me because I am so y