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The Dog
Sunlight streams through his
happy eyes,
as he observes the scene,
Quietly.
A furry creature,
guarding, on duty
as they mingled, laughed,
and danced.
He was the head of the family,
he knew that.
Tucking his paws under his chest,
So professionaly,
much like he had seen the cat do
so many times before.
The guitar continues to sing,
and skirts swirl on,
The water laps up against
his small black nose.
"The things I witness"
he thinks fondly,
He loves his job.
Posted by 19857 on 11/24/06; 3:06:41 PM
from the dept.
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