PAPÈ: Part two

I love my master dear,

His love in me I bear.

All the same they always say,

But his love in me it speaks

I hear his voice everyday,

So I know how hard he cares.

His anger I dare not bear,

Cause his roar brings Mr fear.

Papè Papè my master loves,

This truth I tell you so.

Forget not his words I tell,

So his love I don't forget.

Papè you are one special soul,

Never to be found in two.

He touches always my gentle tail,

To say Papè how well you've done.

I wonder what I did,

To make my master love me so.

Oh! His gentle saving voice,

I will always remember my soul.

By Red_Rice