Best Friend
My best friend is a puppy
Who loves to be with me
He’s always giving kisses
While he's sitting on my knee
I love to take him Golfing
And watch him have such fun
As walking down the fairway
He’s always on the run
You get home in the evening
To see him jump for joy
His little tail a wagging
He brings to you his toy
Then life shows its true colors
It stabs you with a dart
It takes away your pride and joy
And kills your happy heart
Oh it’s not right to steal you Joy
To take away your boy
And leave you all the Grief and pain
And happiness destroyed
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