How could you, mom? tell me that all's well and that Barnie's fine he's gone to a farm to care for his babies that he'll soon return
How could you, mom? I lay await for weeks rushing to his kennel after school each day seeking Barnie's arrival only to be disappointed
How could you, mom? watch me as I continued with my reckless efforts in pursuit of happiness hoping for my Barnie to come back home to me
How could you, mom? pacify yourself each night as I cried myself to sleep pray, tell how you did it for my daughter's dog died and I've sent it to a farm too
