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May 2022
A bark that was so direct
The alert that had effect
It was cousin’s dog named King
He was King of the house
He didn’t even have a spouse
There wasn’t even a mouse
King was an obedient Dog
In fact, he was well trained
His mind was sharp
Mark my word
King was definitely man’s friend
Right to the end
King died from old age on May 1, 2022
His eyes were saying Goodbye
I tried holding back my tears
But they poured throughout the atmosphere
I always brought King a gift
My family would say “Lucky Stiff”
I called King cousin King
He was part of the family
King would always stay by me
I was always his petter
But when it came to King’s bed
He let everyone know that his bed was his lair instead
His message was “I live here”
I will miss seeing King always greeting me at door
I mean that for sure
As I write this, I am reflecting back on King’s friendly ways
King was camera shy
Didn’t like pictures that’s why
Christmas Days will never be the same
Yet I will have love for King that will always remain
Bark in praise
SIP in God’s amaze
We will see each other again one day.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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