A melody on a dog’s note
There`s a bustling market crowd,
and a busker
playing music rather loud.
Pressing his harmonica so close
playing on the same old song.
Unsolicited, they throw him coins
and he plays it on and on.
The crowd gathers helter-skelter
with an eye on shopping stalls,
and he plays the same old songs.
Then a child nearby a gate
called out - Mom, look right-
no old doggie at the busker`s side.
Stunned the busker went and dumb,
with a bang his notes fell down,
and one note turned into tear on the ground.