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She’s waits for me to respond

From the comfort of an easy chair

Where I could speak to her in complete sentences,

Wave my hand

Or, sing a top-40 song,

For she’s only a dog

With high expectations

And direct knowledge of where

The biscuits are kept.

Finally, one shrill bark breaks the silence

And I walk to the kitchen

With her always by my side.

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