♬Backyard blues (with Song)

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A fluffy dog sits on a porch in the rain, framed by vibrant blue and red wooden walls. Inside, two cats peek through a window, while autumn leaves adorn the scene.

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Who lives back there, behind the store,
Where boxes sag and old leaves pour?
A shaggy mutt with soulful eyes,
And Zina brings her meat and pies.

She works the mop, she sweeps the floor,
The backdoor queen of the cluttered store.
Rusty cans and a dented pan,
And dreaming there — a dog named Stan.

Dusty bulb and a smoky fog,
Old wet towel, one loyal dog.
He dreams of stew and sausages fat,
While a lone roach dances — imagine that.

But Zina's shift is nearly done,
Tomorrow Gla-sha’s no damn fun.
She shouts and mutters, slams the pail —
And jazz gets drowned in her bitter wail...