she was a good dog.
she sat
when told to sit.
begged
when asked.
rolled over and played
dead
with the right
words said.
she had no fleas,
never chewed a shoe,
never barked too
long
or howled foolishly
at the moon.
she was a good girl.
so happy
to see me when the day
was through,
so happy to see me
when the night
ended too.
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