| 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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