My companion has no worries,
His eyes as green as grass.
His fur like velvet,
His nature kind.
His bravery like a tiger,
His bite like razors.
His hiss is the wind,
His growl, an earthquake.
His whiskers like strands of silk,
His tongue is sandpaper.
His spirit is as pure as the heart of gold he bears in his chest.
My companions' only worry, is me