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Do Pets Die Here?

I met a little fellow; at the local shelter; I inquired as to the where-when-and hows; That were required to adopt him. Having demonstrated my ability to provide shelter; And income necessary to feed him; They proceeded to critique my way I loved and disciplined. So I interrupted the Spanish inquisition and asked this; If I’m qualified and deserving but lack the cash can I get the pet anyway? Of course the answer was no and I commented how very human that seemed. That night on the computer; I found out Purina pet food would pay; My local S.P.C.A. was indeed on Purina’s list of participants; And while at the shelter I noticed all the food being given was from Purina. They denied knowledge of such an organization. Turns out I really don’t have the cash on hand that it takes; And by the time I do poor little Wilbur could well be BURNT ASHES. And me the senior citizen; becomes yet one more victim of pretentious bull-**** This really wasn’t a poem now was it; but I don’t have a blog-site anymore; But I’m guessing not only can we take poetic license; but also express injustices; After all is it not life’s twits and turns that make up the jest of most poetry? And now the piece of resistance people; this micro chip they demand is installed. I’m sure there’s whole bunches of you all out there who will defend this; But me I smell the stench of some ill conceived virus. Such a virus that could eventually take away our inalienable freedoms; A form of control and sounding much like; “Introduction to Big Brother 101” Tell me they won’t cross reference to find a “Criminal” or a “Christian” or? Take it in the forehead; take it in the hand; Don’t try to get away from it; there’s no way that you can. Give it to your pets for now; till we get it up and running It’s for the good of all of us; or we’ll maybe miss his coming. Something’s happening here; but what it is ain’t exactly clear; Me-I’m not interested; I don’t roll dice nor do I play follow the leader. So God bless poor little Wilbur; I’m sorry they caught you and I love you. I’m sure you deserve better then you’re getting; but forgive them they don’t know.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 11/25/2008 6:59:00 AM
D-nyce; I'm pleased to have had you enjoy my write and thank you.
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Date: 11/25/2008 6:57:00 AM
James; Peace and love to you and God bless.
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Date: 8/23/2008 6:11:00 PM
this is all so true, and yes this is poetry, which is writing what you feel, and see and think and believe, it does not have to fit the pattern of Robert Frost or Emily Dickenson, what you wrote was the truth. all Shelters should be a no kill shelters, and people should be ablt to adopt them if they don't have the money, some one should help them. I am a dog lover as most people on poetrysoup will tell you. this was a great poem.
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Date: 8/23/2008 3:59:00 PM
what a thought-provoking and heartfelt write, I really enjoyed, take care D-nyce
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