Guest Anonymous Posted October 20, 2002 Share Posted October 20, 2002 I thought this poem was cute. It is also sad :cry: . I wish I were a Rottweiler and I could carry a gun. I'd go after all those folks, who think that torture’s fun. I gather up a gang of us, a Spitz, a Chi, a Hound We’d travel in a motor home, and hunt these people down. We’d start with all the puppy mills, we’d open all their doors And tell them all “run like the wind, and run for the golden shores”. There’s someone there that’s waiting, with open arms for you I promise you can trust them, they’re animal res-cue. If I could talk, I’d call all the millers out into the night I’d bare my teeth, and hold my gun and watch them shake in freight. And then I’d laugh and laugh and laugh and then I’d laugh some more As I through them in the wire cage and slammed the metal door. So it’s on the next, Oh this is fun as we joke around with each other We started drawing maps and making plans. Got a lot of ground to cover. There’s a Pit on the road someone has dumped We offer him a ride. It’s not hard to see the life he has led by the pain in his eyes. We give him lots of food and drink, and he shows no aggression He hears our plan and wants to join, and teach mankind a lesson. We’re off again, to search this land for the murderers who went free To teach the ones who stomped and burned and hung dogs from a tree. One by one we paid them back for everything they’ve done And repeated their words back to them “isn’t torture fun”? After days and days of traveling, gathering troops along the way Thinking of our forever homes and people who threw us away. We long for a loving family, Oh wouldn’t that be neat!!! Instead, they dump or beat us or have us put to sleep. Maybe we are not thru yet, there’s many more folks to see The judges and the lawyers, the USDA or maybe the AKC. We give all politicians giardia and mange, heartworms too And take away their voices, and their water and their food. We’ll take the rest and dump them on the highway by the side of the road And strip them of their dignity, give them fleas and ticks abode. I smile to me self as this vision dances in my head My eyes grow very heavy, as I snuggle in this soft bed. I can hear in a distance, dogs whining and then a scream When I wake up, I realize that this was all a dream. The wire digs into my side, my feet and body sore As I look down to the ones below that cold, hard, wire floor. I start to beg like all the rest, please set me free today I pray to god, I’d rather be dead then live this horrible way. And guess what, I’m not a Rott nor do I have a gun I’m just a little Dachshund, put to earth to play and run. To be loved by ALL humans, like every dog should be But if I did have a gun right now, I’d use that gun on me. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Anonymous Posted October 20, 2002 Share Posted October 20, 2002 I know exactly what you all mean. The first time I read it I almost started crying when I got to the bottom :cry: . Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rowie-the-Pooh Posted October 20, 2002 Share Posted October 20, 2002 [quote name='K']OMG!!!!!!!!! I can't speak.....it was going so well at the top of the poem...and then.... :([/quote] I know! The exact thing happened to me!!! :cry: I wish that could happen in real life so it could teach those people a lesson!!!! :evil: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Anonymous Posted October 20, 2002 Share Posted October 20, 2002 Here is anouther poem I found. I really like this one it reminds me of my two dogs I have lost. :cry: I wish someone had given little Jesus a dog as loyal and loving as mine to sleep by His manger and gaze in His eyes and adore Him for being devine. As our Lord grew to manhood, His own faithful dog would have followed Him through the day while He preached to the crowds and made the sick well and knelt in the garden to pray. It is sad to remember that Christ went away to face death alone and apart with no tender dog following behind to comfort its Masters heart. Well, the Lord has a dog now; I just sent Him mine, the old pal so dear to me, And I smile through my tears on this first day alone, knowing they're in eternity. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mouseatthebusstop Posted October 21, 2002 Share Posted October 21, 2002 THAT ONES BETTER BUT SAD :cry: :cry: :cry: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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