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Thursday, July 29, 2004
Puppy Bruises and Kitty Cries
I sit here in my basket, cold and all alone, Wondering, 'Where's mommy?' As I hear that dreadful drone, The moaning of the engine, as it pulls into the drive, And you get out all angry, Mad you couldn't keep your last job So, you get ready to blame it on us, Hoping we won't survive. Me 'n my other siblings, don't wanna take it no more, But I can't see my way I out, I can't find the door, Mommy has tried to hide us, more times than once, Hoping you wouldn't find us, the ones that you call "mutts" Even though it's useless, for you always seem to find, Where we are hiding and we know what you have in mind You throw us down Onto the ground And pick us right back up, we hope you put us in our bed,but for you it's never enough And when we whimper and cry some more, for our dear mommy, all we hear is her scratching on your door And you just shout 'Shut up! 'When they come and ring your bell and ask to see one of us, You just say, that we're all gone,that you've given us all away, When we try to cry out in pain, for them to come and save us, you just beat us even more, cause we are just your toys. Now sitting here inside this sack, and wondering just why, I can hear, my mommy, trying to protest, I just relax, with a sigh, kind of quizzical why you aren't beating me. But my brothers and sisters are here, so I fall asleep, until you put us in the truck and right between your knees, Mommy is right next to us and so I don't object, But very soon, I can hear, My mother's anxious cry, as we are lifted off the seat and thrown way up high, all of the sudden I hear a splash, and water all around, I can't breathe, and I try to cry, but I don't make a sound,now, my brothers and sisters, are fading out, they all go one by one, until, I realize that there's no turning back, or reversing what you've done. [Posted by: Davina at 8:24 pm]
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Every animal deserves love, protection and our voice.
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