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The Arrival

Intently we await her arrival.
We would gladly die for her survival.
We listen for her motorcar to arrive,
And spread the word as it pulls in the drive.
As she makes her entrance,
We bow and howl and dance!
And  around her gathers the crowd!
Oh, how she makes us so proud!
 A step behind, we faithfully follow her,
And are always at her side everywhere.
You ask, "Could she be a Princess or a Queen?"
But nay, such loyal subjects no royal has ever seen--
For the doings of royalty are really quiet a bore
When compared to our master coming home from the store!


Copyright 2003, Cheyenne

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