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                                                         MILAGRE NO INTERIOR

                                                         Em um simples sítio
                                                        No sossegado interior
                                                        Lugar calmo sereno
                                                        Luto de muito suor

                                                        Um dono aborrecido
                                                        E um cão inquieto
                                                        Uivava sem parar
                                                        Por um barulho estranho
                                                        Que passava ao incomodar

                                                        O dono do sítio sem pensar
                                                        Acabou a prender
                                                        O pobre cão
                                                        Que tinha como objetivo
                                                        O defender

                                                        Com o barulho a continuar
                                                        E o cão a uivar sem parar
                                                        O dono do sitio demais se irritou
                                                        E sua raiva no pobre cão descontou


                                                        Pegou a espingarda deu 4 tiros no cão
                                                        Dois pegou de raspão
                                                        E os outros dois no coração

                                                        Naquele gramado a deitar
                                                        O cão passou a agonizar
                                                        O dono então se deparou
                                                        Com aquela imagem
                                                        E se culpou

                                                        Com a noite a passar
                                                        O dono do sítio
                                                        Foi se deitar
                                                        Na manhã seguinte
                                                        Quando acordou
                                                        Espantado ele ficou

                                                        Não se sabe se é milagre
                                                        Ou magia
                                                        Mas o cão estava lá
                                                        Cheio de energia
                                                        Algo naquela noite o ressuscitou
                                                        E deu uma lição
                                                        No dono que chorou.

                                                              Junior SD