First Pet Friend

I love my puppet beaver, my best friend A gift to me my auntie gave, he never does pretend Oh, how can I promulgate that he's a special friend He makes me laugh when winter days seem like they'd never end Sometimes I wonder how he chose to come to me I love the way we laugh and play upon my knee I have a special bond with him beyond compare At times I do believe we breathe similar air He never frowns inside my frenetic hand