My Furry Prince
Tick tock the clock struck twelve
It was Him and I
Alone
Him and I against the world
Ever since that magical night
I lost my slipper
But
I had a night with him
Him and I against the world
Cinderelly Cinderelly
I hear from down
The stairs
Down down I go
The spiral case of steps
There he was
Slipper hanging from his mouth
A smile from ear to ear on my face
I ran to him
He ran to me
It was him and I
Him and I against the world
My one and only prince charming
Tail wagging and all
Him and I
My dog.
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