A cloud of fur, a smile so bright,
American Eskimo, a dancing light.
Eyes like embers, sparkling keen,
A playful spirit, forever green.

Cocker heads tilt, inquisitive and wise,
Fluffy coats that gleam under winter skies.
From Spitz ancestors, a proud descent,
Herding hearts with joyful intent.

Prancing paws on pristine snow,
Snowy pirouettes, a joyful show.
Tail wags fast, a metronome of glee,
Chasing snowflakes, wild and free.

But watch them leap, with sudden might,
Nimble hunters, taking flight.
Squirrels beware, these spitz are quick,
With playful barks, and playful tricks.

Yet cuddle close, a heart so true,
Loyal companions, seeing you through.
Gentle souls beneath the fluffy disguise,
American Eskimo, with love in their eyes.

So let them frolic, let them spin,
These spitz of sunshine, letting joy begin.
For in their smiles, a truth is told,
A love for life, worth more than gold.

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