Man's BDF

They come when you call them

they go when they please

they bring what you tell them

with a free pack of fleas.

You take care of them

they take care of you

the cost of protection

is a plate full of food.

They speak in a language

we don't understand

but with their reactions

they say "I'm Mans' Best Friend" 

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