Stretching long, climbing out of her crate,
With a groan of satisfaction and a distinct
Up-waggling of her tail
Folding and refolding her long legs
Giving one slooo-ooow blink
And half-closing her eyes, to drowse
Perched on the front seat like the Queen of All Dogs
While her nose shimmies and dances
As all the smells of town come out to greet her
When she runs in the wild
Freer than the wind, muscles like music,
Like a horse, like a fox, like a deer
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