And I never ask the stars’ advice
on what to wish for or dream up next
I simply take it to the bank
neglecting to take the time to thank
God… people… my puppy dog once or twice
who never asks and I could never expect
to try, but somehow we both collect
not a dollar, rupee or franc.
No, it’s not some sort of prize
of life or waiting in some paradise.
It’s in every moment it doesn’t need a sec
a minute, a vault or a tank’s
protection, though my little friend you never shrank
from I love you, our names both blank
as love is without a price.
So what the heck
a dog’s love is a blank check
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