My Sweet Ada

Three turns round 'tis not to hard.

Upon my dear sweet Ada

Pattern on the Spade of Card

Three strokes 'pon a good neck

Three snorts from him, almost there

Hoping our flight will not wreck

Take our tame, savor care

Gentle touch, of a heel

Off to first

Each step I feel

Adrenalin to quench our thirst

Off to Second

A Dead Beat run

And in his mind I reckon,

He's off to Third to have some fun

Round we go

A whisper, "For Rob Roy"

Not to slow

"Take us home all safe, and you'll get your feed, my sweet Boy"

Fast we go to fill his need

Safe now in the alley without a fuss

"Now my friend! Lets get you your feed"

Kindness for Kindness and Trust for Trust

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My Sweet Ada By Z.A.PP Written for Boi