you see a dog walking
by, going to work,
a seeing eye dog,
with a brief case
and a newspaper under
his leg.
he's wearing ear muffs
and mittens on his paws.
he tips his hat
and barks hello.
it's cold out, you say
to him, as he gallops
by. have a nice day.
to which he nods a reply,
then runs, zig zagging
across the street
dodging cars.
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