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LET'S TREAT ANIMALS AS EQUALS!
MY ULTIMATE HEAVEN WOULD BE TO ALWAYS LIVE ON EARTH AND TEND TO MY FURRY ADORABLE ONES!
JUST A SAMPLE OF ONE OF THE WRITINGS OF MY MOM, BEFORE SHE LEFT ON THE ULTIMATE ADVENTURE! MUTTNIK WAS A FEMALE DOG THAT THE RUSSIANS LAUNCHED INTO SPACE! VERY INHUMANE!
IT SEEMS THAT LATELY ONE MY FAMILY DISAPPEARS FROM THE DEVILS TOWER! I HAVE ONE GOOD PERSON STILL WORKING THERE! HE WILL INVESTIGATE! SHE"S MY LITTLE CALICO!
Dedicated to all Dogs and Cats Lovers (Special dedication to my friend Travis, his Jasmine and others)
OH TO HOUSE ALL ANIMALS SO THAT THEY ARE SAFE AND HAPPY!MY BIGGEST DREAM!
It was a hot and dusty day the crowd fidgets as it waits bull dripping sweat in shute bay. howdy folks the announcers say Raging Tornado in shute awaits it was a hot and dusty day. Saddle slipping this and that way only held in place by w
No one can feel for you, the way you feel for them No one tries to please, like you try to please 'em No one can be the person you want them to be No one can be perfect cos they don't want to be That's why i love God and He love's me ! No h
ITS TRUE, JENNY, IS SO SPECIAL TO ME! MOST OF WHAT I SAY IS TRUE, THOUGH, SOMETIMES I ADD A TWIST!
While published we serve the masses and privacy lacks company.
În toata afectiunea mea, ceea ce sa schimbat viata mea este am gasit un ciobanesc german negru un companion uimitor si un câine credincios aceste calitati inspira devotament si dragoste si obliga ma sa ma trezesc dimineata când vom iesi la plimb
Inspired by the TV show ... 'Strictly Come Dancing' Please comment on my poems... "rubbish, nonsense, bad, hopeless" are all acceptable views :)
JUSTICE FOR ANIMALS, SHALL PREVAIL! THEIR LIVES ARE ALL THAT MATTERS TO ME! I'VE RESCUED, DOGS, CATS,AND EVEN A WHALE!
'The wicked man is cruel to his beast.' 'Bible'
Its what Bucks do in Rut
Animals helping man.
Cheetah's too fast for Antelope, which is a fast animal. Cheetahs run 75-80mph.Sombody read my Wooded church anonymously wanted more animals so heres afew haha '
I like this poem because it reminds me of my gorgeous dog pride who had to be put to sleep on the 13th march 2013 because her cancer came back and at that time couldn't save her :( miss her so much!
dedicated to dogs handlers I am now one .....just in to my 2nd night a new experience with these amazing fellows literally sleeping and looking after them at night I just started to write after some agonising time as a security officer this pass couple of months... miss my poet family here ....so glad to be back finally
First written: 14th July 1997. This was my Mothers yorkie dog. She lived to about thirteen years old, and unfortunately developed epilepsy and eventually had to be put to sleep because it could not be controlled in the end even with medication.
First written: 12th July 1997. In memory of my lovely Persian cat who died aged just over 16 years. Sent to The International Library of Poetry 15th July 1997 Published in hardback book, ‘Quite Storm’ Spring 1998, also recorded on Poetry to Music via the
Ad lib.
Moral: When you do good you receive inward grace of happiness and peace that words cant describe. To my dog Noe from Alice - love you xxx
Little birdie walking down the road acting like you don't have a foe kitty cat sneaking quite as can be fly little birdie fly be free
dedicated to dogs and dog lovers (the funny side)
Wish I had a parrot I would call him after me Sit him on the pearch And let him talk to me Who's a pretty boy he would learn Maybe a few more words to cheer me up When am feeling down Would not like him chat to the ladies He might
Found this song on a year end count down of 2013. It was one of the biggest youtube videos that came out last year.
It was the day of the national A new horse was entered A total outsider 1000 /1 Made of wood was he His name was dobin In fine livery was he Oh so wooden was he ? Painted in fine colors all painted propper On top sat his rider A carpen
To see in the dark To wander about Unaided Unable to see To feel ones foot steps Where Objects lay To find your way Unaided to walk with ease to Walk Earing noise to help guide your way Object you canot avoid there in the way
I bought a toy mouse and it lasted a wopping 10min. before the dog chewd it up beyond repare.
I recall when I lived on solid ground but today my footing cannot be found my wife Lyn has been busy these days… adapting my home to suit her ways it is gone, my lawn of green open space she felt a desperate need to replace… my soft blades of g
Poor Marmalade was so unhappy since her family moved house she lay in her bed looking all floppy with no interest in chasing a mouse. She missed all the cats from town since moving to the country all she could do was sulk and frown the life
Gypsy was washed down in a canal. I adopted her. I only had her for a few days. I left her in the care of a neighbour for a weekend. When I returned, I was told that she was pushed off the steps by the neighbour's larger dogs and she fell and died. They said they disposed of her body so I never saw her again.
an older post i am reposting after reading RavensGold "Game of Death" and Odettas "Gray Wolf" and so this is my contribution to the matter of irresponsible pet owners and cruel SOB's across the globe. If you click on the poem itself you would see the hound dog beside it
i got a little stuck on this one ....
use your own amagination
These are some verses from a song I did concerning the use of animals in sport ,ie coursing,foxhunting etc...
I love mornings and my time with my friends. Wish you could see them! I just was thinking of the seasons changing and know that most of them will leave. Thank you. Blessings, Hugz, Pink.
theres a fly in the oinkment someone ate pork chops the duck is in a plucking bad mood threats of assassination shooting him leave me alone you vile monsters talk of making curry of his dead remains scrambling the eggs and allsorts please any
my sweet chickens I call my diaper tribe.
my geese are having babies,this is emmas first year trying to hatch eggs.
I miss my dog so much
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