When over my heart
comes a dreary fog,
I know which doctor to go to;
my dog.
Her big brown eyes
are filled with nothing but love.
And I often think
that she was sent from above.
She knows when to kiss me,
she knows when to stop.
She knows when to play,
and she knows when not.
She would put her life in danger for me;
I love that puppy.
And I know she loves me.