Puppy Talk

Now I lay me down to sleep
The king-size bed is soft and deep...
I sleep right in the centre groove
My human being can hardly move!
I've trapped his legs, he's tucked in tight
And here is where I pass the night
No one disturbs me or dares intrude
Till morning comes and "I want food!"
I sneak up slowly to begin
My nibbles on my human's chin.
He wakes up quickly,
I have sharp teeth-
I'm a puppy, don't you see?
For the morning's here
And it's time to play
I always seem to get my way.
So thank you Lord for giving me
This human person that I see.
The one who hugs and holds me tight
And shares his bed with me at night!

(Author unknown)

Music: Spring
by the Norwegian composer Edvard Grieg
(1843-1907)

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