My corgi-mix,
when I ever say
that to you, with
a smile do I get
and a wag of your tail.
You misunderstand
me all the time
if I say talk,
your ready for a walk.
Your always wanting
something of kisses
do I get, knowing
full well, your up to something.
5:30 is feeding time,
and you somehow
know it, you search
me out and look at your bowl.
Never forget...
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