Alisha P. ArchieBounding over piles of snow,
You look like you’re in a show.
Dressed in your suit of black and white,
Which the snow has made a speckled print
When it’s finally time to come in,
There is snow covering your chin.
When I come back from the day’s adventure,
you are joyous beyond measure.
Your tail wags so fast it is nearly invisible.
bumping into everything substantial.
You are the best dog I have ever met,
and have to be the world’s best pet.
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