When I lost my first dog, I was distraught
I never thought I could love a second
Years passed before it was something I sought
Once I did, it was Daisy who beckoned
All of the puppies, they begged and they cried
Except for her, she just could not care less
The owner set the other dogs aside
And picked her up, my little crazy mess
On the ride home, I realized I’d been tricked
She wasn’t calm, no she was just as wild
And yet as we got acquainted, we clicked
She’s the closest thing I’ll have to a child
Sophie was basically my one best friend
And Daisy’s more my baby, in the end
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