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Dallas
A jet, it can go from zero to sixty in three seconds
Running through the sky as the invisible walls fly past
Able to withstand the fastest winds.
Shadows, they are black and spooky
They hide what watches from below, and blends with its surroundings
It can poke at you from everywhere
And when you least suspect it, it will be there.
A pillow, they can be big and fluffy, or even small and silky
But this pillow Is big and fluffy, a cloud of black fur
It is comfy to lay on, and great to cuddle with.
An alarm can be annoying, but sometimes they help
A house alarm is what I'm talking about.
Furious and loud, he scares away they bad guys
In a helpful way
And lets us live another day.
Boulders don’t move, they lay still and are huge
Just dormant on the ground
Yet it seems to always be found.
Big and silent, yet loud
Asleep for what seems like years
Though when it is gone I always cry tears.
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This piece is about my black lab named Dallas