It's Not What You Think

February 24, 2017

I stare into your beady eyes
As you come to greet me-
Realizing my choice has been wise
You get your treats of three

Stories told during our walk
Remain a secret
Since our relationship is solid as a rock
And cannot be weaken

Although we may not be the most royal
Our days are full of pleasure
You and me are both loyal
With very moment spent being a treasure

Yet, i then pat your furry head
And i send you to  your doggy bed

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