Peeved
I once had an
Airedale named
Peeve.
(or she had a human named John).
she was a
splendid pet
I sometimes
called Steve.
forgiving me
that tremor
of the
mind,
Peeve came
whenever a friend
i needed to
find.
she offered me,
as all dogs must,
unyielding loyalty,
bottomless love ,
and
unbreakable trust.
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