A Dog Named Leo
I pass a dog named Leo
Sometimes on my morning walks.
Off leash, he goes exploring
While his owner stops and talks.
He’s black and white with stand-up ears,
His body low and squat,
But his wagging tail stands out,
The finest feature that he’s got.
Other canines save their wagging
For a dog-specific reason –
Recognition or approval or
As thanks for something pleasin.’
Yet with Leo, it’s just joy
That he apparently exudes,
As rare in dogs as humans
With such upbeat attitudes.
Seeing Leo makes me happy;
I cannot resist a smile
When he prances past so gaily
In his beatific style.
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