An Ode to Mr Baxter

You never wreck my to go box

When I leave you in the car

When we’re at the puppy park

You never stray too far

You learn new tricks

At nine clock ticks

I don’t know how you do it, bro

You’re so dang cute

You play the flute?

I gave that up so long ago

Tell me all your secrets

Your methods I must know

You make the girls do all the twirls and always steal the show

Ugh ugh ugh, my Mr. Baxter

I’m jealous, yeah that’s right

I don’t care, it says right there

You walk with me, tonight

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