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Once Your Touch Was Like

Fŷr

It seems, I can't, compete ......

With your, four legged friends !

For

I'm not as cute, nor as fluffy.

I can't, curl up on your lap....

Or even, purr.

I take up, too much of your bed !

And I won't, sit up, and ......beg.

But then again, if it was, for more.....

Than a mere biscuit...... 

I just might.

Who knows, if they cry real tears.

I most certainly do...

I've long outlived, my cuteness.

I'm just an old dog.

Sitting.....

by the

Fire....

Giajl © Jim Love