A faithful dog will play with you, He’ll laugh with you or cry. He’ll gladly starve to stay with you, Nor ever reason why. When you’re feeling out of sorts, he’ll somehow understand, He’ll watch you with his shining eyes and try to lick your hand. His blind, implicit faith in you is matched by his great love The kind that all of us should have, in the Master up above. When everything is said and done
Art by Joe Comba
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