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I have a friend, so happy and calm
She’s so lively, that she is always a fun
Life with her was always meant to be enjoyed
As the games we played, was never over
She smiles with love, and run around with cheer
The time spent with her was always dear
She misses when I go and waits for me
So to come and play, like she always liked
She’s a dear, a dear little dog, cute and fun
She’s truly the one, a man’s best friend
About Post Author
Edwin Ronald Lambert
A person who enjoys the serenity of the world and a minimalistic *person who enjoys me-time*. Writer@ edwinsjournal.com / Reviewer@ stackarchives.com