First Pet Friend
I love my puppet beaver, my best friend
A gift to me my auntie gave, he never does pretend
Oh, how can I promulgate that he's a special friend
He makes me laugh when winter days seem like they'd never end
Sometimes I wonder how he chose to come to me
I love the way we laugh and play upon my knee
I have a special bond with him beyond compare
At times I do believe we breathe similar air
He never frowns inside my frenetic hand
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