Chopper Pup

Chopper Pup

What can I say about little Chopper?
A small dog but round as a whopper.
He walks through the house proudly,
And struts his stuff rough and wildly.

A little black dog I love in my heart,
I know one day we will have to part.
His legs are weak and growing old.
My best friend is going away I know.

He looks at me with his brown eyes,
I think of all his love and almost cry.
If it be God's will to take him away,
I'll meet him again in heaven I pray.

BY: Kings

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