He is nice and gentle
Bright like a candle
Sweet like candy
And charming like a gentleman
Though he is one
My hero
He fights full of vigour and rivalry
All in his mind are the thought of bravery, finding myself in predicament situations
Surrounded by piercing thorns
And with my enemies the witches
Holding the magic wand
In the shape of an assegai
He fights and defeats them all
My hero
He is full of self confidence
He is always conscious
Influenced by his conscience
He pleases me
My hero
Ladies and gentlemen you must be wondering
Who this hero of mine is
He is my dog Bingo
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