Once in a village, sun-dappled and bright, lived a pup named Lolly, who loved to take flight.

Lolly had soft fur, brown as the bark, and she wagged her tail from dawn until dark.

With a woof and a wiggle, she chased the breeze, alongside a girl named Bree, full of glee.

Bree had a laugh like bells ting-a-ling, and she’d dance with Lolly in a whimsical ring.

They adventured through meadows, and hopped over streams, finding treasures in places that glitter and gleam.

One sunny day, an adventure they sought, when a stormy sky by surprise was brought.

Thunder boomed loudly, boom-boomboom, but Lolly barked bravery amidst the gloom.

With a 'Let’s go home!' Bree did declare, so Lolly led onward without a scare.

Through wind and rain, swift Lolly did race, showing the way with a glow on her face.

When warm at home, Bree hugged Lolly tight, for their friendship was strong, pure delight!

Lolly the pup, so loyal, so true, was a hero for Bree, through and through.

From that day forward, rain or shine, Bree and Lolly’s friendship did brightly shine.