She's always there, down on her knees,
She loves her work
She'd do it for free.
Day upon day without a frown,
Life gets steamy
When she goes down.
Without her presence things would suffer,
But she's always ready
-The faithful fluffer.
Always busy, always gets a raise,
When i'm her star
She receives high praise.
"You're an angel", she's often told,
I swear she's worth
Her weight in gold.
My smile appears when she heads south,
The fluffer owns
The sweetest mouth.
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great poem! x
