the Labrador
She searches for stuff like a scientist might.
A tireless, clever, intrepid explorer,
So welcoming: hola, yo soy Labradora.
In times of distress, she’ll be guarding your door:
Your loyal companion, your rock, Slabrador.
To brighten things up when they get a bit iffy,
She’ll turn your Collabrador – bang, in a jiffy.
She charges at food like an ace matador,
At risk of becoming a real Flabrador.
When food is in sight, she can never be trusted
With secrets: a Blabrador means that you’re busted.
Around all the things that go miaow or squawk
She acts like an out-of-control Labradork.
She’s not into moping around on doormats.
She’s full of potential like all Labradormants.
Your faith in the world is completely restorable
Next to a creature that’s so Labradorable.
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