‘Ilima

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Sniff, lick, snort, tickle,

wag my tail in play, sly eye,

never show the truth.

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Nose under Zader’s

hand. Flip. Nudge. Lick. Flip. Nudge. Sigh.

Belly rub at last.

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Dainty footsteps pause,

dance away from ocean spray,

lick the salty air.

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