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Ode to Buddy |
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Ode to Buddy |
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My eighth
birthday Dawned bright and early Five years ago. And there was Buddy, My birthday beagle, Waiting for me, Happy as a pig in mud. We bonded instantly Not demanding But giving lots of love. And now Every day I find him Sitting on my bed Glassy eyes staring into space Green sweater on his back Patiently waiting For me to come home, And stroke His fuzzy ears, And let his tail Hit my face As it wags wildly. I'll whisper My secrets to him And he'll listen To my problems. I'll whine about School Homework Teachers And life in general And he'll listen Consoling me In his doglike way. With his soft brown eyes Fuzzy snout His heart As big as the sky You gotta love him My Buddy. |
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