Oh I wonder how I can love my dog
I know he will die much younger than me
But he has much more spunk than a wet log
And he can turn anger into good glee
And his coat is like a field of gold grain
And he is more playful than a kitten
When I'm sad with tears that fall like sure rain
His presence warms me a cozy mitten
The way he swims splashing just makes me smile
He approves with tireless wags of his tail
Even though I've only had him for a while
I still admire him when he tries and fails
After all in my mem'ry he'll remain
And so I'll care for my dog 'til that pain
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