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I have two pets,
A dog and a tree.
My dog loves me:
What does the tree think about,
Standing all day
Alone,
Except when I am there?
She does not talk,
Or take a walk,
Or fetch a ball,
Or come when I call:
Anchored to the ground,
She cannot bound,
Nor utter a sound.
But she knows I love her
Just the same.
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