Twas a frolicsome canine that loved to explore,
His name was Cosworth, an adventurous sto’.
The Golden Retriever had a spirit that soared,
His eager strides raced evermore.
He bounded across lands and he barked through the air,
Frolicking with squirrels, hares, and deer.
Into streams and rivers, his leaps were free and wild,
Sparkling with friskiness – a sight to behold!
His days were filled with joy and play,
As Cosworth ran and ran all day.
His excitement and verve came from no other place,
But from his shear love for the running chase.
The fastest four legged friend turned golden from the sun,
A treasured pal indeed, Cosworth had won!