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The First Time I Saw Your Dog

Pamela den Ouden

The first time I saw your dog, I knew you were my kind of lover.

Black and tan, a gentle German shepherd 

Large ears that flicked back and forth

I could see he was a good listener.

Eyes like soft chocolate

You called him Thor the god of thunder and the sky

of strong oak trees, strength 

such temerity–

sparks flying

lightning flashing — 

my kind of lover

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