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The dog has cleaned his bowl
And his reward is a biscuit,
Which I put in his mouth
Like a priest offering the host.

I can’t bear that trusting face!
He asks for bread, expects
Bread, and I in my power
Might have given him a stone.

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Poem Biscuit - Jane Kenyon