To Pluto with Love

Pluto, Pluto, my golden love.
How I long to see you again.
I miss your dark, golden, skin-like coat
and your red, lusturous, snake-like tongue.

People may gripe because you hardly say a word,
but to me, silence is stronger.
Just pant to me, my sweet dog;
that's all it takes to make me happy.

I can hardly wait to meet with you again,
to pull you around by your long, floppy ears.
I await your wet, slobbering, sticky kisses
coming from your long, slobbery tongue.

Pluto, Pluto, my golden love.
How I long to see you again.
Pluto, Pluto...
come to me.