Nelly I picked you from a group of eight. I held you in my arms and it seemed it was fate, You were different from the rest, You snuggled deep into my chest. Two years later you've grown so big, Yet you're still in the garden pretending not to dig! Some people say you're just my dog But without you in my #life it wouldn't work like a broken cog.
Meg
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