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“Heaven... I'm in heaven, And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak. And I seem to find the happiness I seek, When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek.” Irving Berlin (sung) Two donkeys chase the field abreast --the long ears fly. Spark ignites the farm dog who --follows donkeys’ stride. Flames of bark lick fleeing hooves. Cowboy bounds, bounds-removes, daisy chain, do si do --- beat, beat… dance is sweet. Donkeys spin the barrel hard thunder roll across the plain-- The dog turns last pounds ahead awesome speed he gains. Two, three, four runs by seared with lightning lines. Sing their trail -- happy dog long feathered fur shines pushed flat for the speed ahead, then ruffles through the turn, but soon the dog finds end of breath-- sits-ragged, panting, yearns... Slowing to a happy pitch trot in single file heads high donkeys-- upper lips smoochin’ --victory smile.