When Bowser looks me in the eye I hate to know how he must die Someday though I trust anyway When my today is yesterday Then my bones too will join the dust To wonder under wanderlust Above it all then after all And so we die this dog and I On with the show and so it goes Unlucky to the dog who knows So let him go and never know A lucky dog to be and free Come smile some more awhile before So let him go immortally When he has no idea yet So has no time now for regret To be like me lucky to be Existing existentially A dog like me who though I know The show is almost over go Off through the page on stage to grow Go on if temporarily A lucky dog to be one who With one regret gets on with it: I wish like him I never knew I hate to know so I forget +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXIII