• click, clack,
    swish swash, swoosh,
    swiiiiiiissssssshhhh

    run little girl,
    run from the dog,
    whos tail is wagging,
    whos nails are clicking,
    whos nose is sniffing,

    whos heart is loving.

    You run from the thing,
    the blonde cloud,
    a cloud of fur following you,
    looking like a streaking comet.

    And just as,
    magnificent,
    in his own way,

    love me he does,
    love him i do.