I may not be so pretty,
not much to behold …
but I assure you my love is real.
I have a heart of gold.
Maybe I’m not so young,
not as sharp as a pup might be.
I’ll clean myself up in no time,
I’ll earn my forever homey, you’ll see.
There’s a difference between life and death
and deep inside you know it’s true
that difference low and behold …
is me going home with you!
(Author unknown)
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