Wet Look

I could write a book
About her wet look
Trusting eyes that look at me
Asking simply: You love me? 

Saying: I am a dog, not man
I am no fickle fan
Who will leave you when you're old… 

Rich or poor, fat or bald
Short or tall, you can be slob
All I need is belly rub

That will get me through the day
Licking your face is my pay

Dinah is what you named me
We dogs cannot disagree
We just wag our happy tail
Our love will never fail

I will beg you as you eat
I love napping at your feet
Even if it's minute long...

It's with you that I belong

         Thursday, 7/27/00 1:26 PM

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