You're…. Poem by David Wood
You're….
My best friend all these years,
Sometimes a real pain though,
Very noisy eating your food.
Always hungry, never satisfied,
A bit overweight as a consequence,
Favourite place is the kitchen.
Fun to be with when we're out,
A very good runner,
Always out in front.
Worth every penny I spend on you,
Intelligent, thoughtful and kind,
A joy to be with.
My best friend forever.
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