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my dog jack

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My Dog Jack


Dashing up onto my lap to joyfully greet me

Digging through the trash like a beggar searching for treasure

Misbehaving for a snitch of attention

Slipping under a table for scraps of abandoned food

Twirling his tail like a harmless flail

Drooping his fluffy head in deserved guilt

Curling up into a ball of warm fur

His puppy kiss will be something you’ll miss





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