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ONE OF A KIND.

Your eyes maybe a little calm, however

Those blue hazel eyes ones of innocence,

Which I could stare forever.

You are naughty in whatever You do,

But You make things happen with prudence

That often ends with a Phew from You!

The cookies You eat from Your Pannikin,

Wagging Your tail as a sign of Thank you

Which we don't expect because for us You are Kin.

You don't besmirch much,

And I feel the safest in Your Touch!

If I had the chance, I would have thwarted Your death, 

And make You Relive Your Birth.

As much as I love You

I thank God for blessing me with the BEST DOG-YOU!!

◄ AN ODE TO MY GRANDDAD...

HALL OF MISCHIEF ►

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