The Dog Who Ate it All Marisol Marisol Is the dog who ate it all Lying down to nibble Each little bit of kibble With a smile on her face And an unexpected grace Considering each one By one until she is done Which will not be before There are none left anymore And then she licks the floor Still hungry until when She will eat it all again Marisol Marisol Almost wide as she is tall But be that as it may More to love of Marisol Is more of what may be What it all means anyway What that may be is she Means to be and I agree She never wants to miss Any little bit of this Whatever it may mean As seen in the in between Where Marisol has seen Here where I made a friend To transcend with in the end The dog who ate it all Means what it all means to me Steven Curtis Lance