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Complex

Complex . . . You look at me with the saddest eyes You listen hard to my replies You answer when I call your name You sleep, you eat, you never complain I love you, yes I really do I love to spend my time with you You brighten up my every day I’m glad you’re here, here to stay The only thing that bothers me Is when you wag your tail so free I thought it love, but can it be If you wag for every one you see I think I’m beginning to recognise That sad, sad look is your disguise I don’t know you, no not at all I’m just a sentimental fool As each day you teach me How complex a dog like you can be.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 2/16/2016 1:12:00 PM
Cleverly convinced me I am a dog. Outwitted. Nice write
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Date: 4/25/2013 6:45:00 PM
yes!!! I just knew it was a dog. I did one like this too a long time ago and I fooled a lot of people until they got to the end of my poem. Good one.
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Gloria Watts
Date: 4/26/2013 4:53:00 AM
Thanks Andrea, yes, my Daisy, a very spoilt little dog.

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