Tucker was a special dog,

filled with joy and fun.

He exuded dog-vitality,

and, Boy!…could Tucker run!

Tucker caught and fetched the ball,

jumped in the lake to swim,

ran circles all around the yard

to sniff what int’rests him.

Tucker’s bod was lithe and sleek,

a choc’late canine beauty.

He kept his nose and ears alert,

on his protective duty.

He gave his heart to Cheryl.

He was loyal to the end.

He was a very special dog.

And, most of all, a friend.

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