I
Laying lazy and quaint
Snoring a steady snore
On his stomach, on the cold tile
II
Chasing projectiles I’ve thrown
Galloping back to me, laying it at my feet
A hard tail wag shows his longing for another toss
III
My sidekick and partner
My valiant and brave soldier
My friend
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