Licking Hand

I see your hand
Draped over the chair.
I steer near
To find a place;
I begin to lick.
I lick your hand;
It still not moved
I lick all over
Until it is moved.
Now wet with slobber
Your hand is now;
I cleaned your hand
With my pink tongue
Now I the dog
Have done my job
Cleaning your hand with care.

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