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I Love To Watch Humans

Some people love to watch animals and birds Go to extreme and locations to view And with their cameras, bring us fine pictures To high flying eagles and the buffalo in herds Of all their habits and what they do Some of mother Nature's finest fixtures I tend to dwell on the people critters of this fine Earth They are all around and in endless supply One has to admit, there are some strange birds Some have no value, some are of some worth Some will tell you the truth, and some will lie And some, well there are just no words The guilty are the ones that I go for They will always over compensate to assure you That they are an angel and they are good A little of that and I don't need anymore Creatures of habit and i know what they do That will never be good, even if they could You do not have to travel to far off lands and places Sometimes they are as close as right next door They come in all races, even Americans When caught, the same old long faces As long as the world turns, there will be more I love to watch humans

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 5/30/2010 1:13:00 AM
this is nice Danny, i like to watch the eyes of humans(: i really actaully like this write from you. -always
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Date: 5/28/2010 2:40:00 AM
Very well written on a misinterpreted subject...us. I think that most of us do not want to be watched, but the sad truth is that most of us need to be. Regards, Dan C ps. Thanks for your comments on my work.
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Date: 5/27/2010 7:37:00 AM
Nicely done, Danny. I love the rhyming patter abcabc - works very well for this poem. And the story it tells is clear, concise and meaningful. Good job. Joe
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Date: 5/27/2010 5:48:00 AM
a man who studies human, how sweet. Sit there and analyze us all Danny, you seem to do a good job, enjoyed,..p.d.
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