Magic
Magic
If I had to leave and take one thing with,
It would be the gorgeous girl that cuddles right next to me.
I call her my mini me, I call her the best,
She is there when I cry,
She is there at my best.
She is the angel that knows me best.
She will never leave my side, so if I had to leave,
I would take my wonderful doggy Magic.
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