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It's a shame, the slaughtering of the animal kingdom by poachers.

Swimming in the river were some elephants They were giving themselves a bath And over by the river bank Was a lonesome male giraffe From the murky waters peeking out Were a crocodiles eyes He had hold of a wildebeest That was taken by surprise From nowhere came a rhinoceros Who had something more to say He jumped onto the crocodile's back So the beast could get away A female cheetah was also there She was fishing for a meal But so were some hyenas They were looking for a steal A monkey and a chimpanzee Had been watching from the trees They groomed each other spotless And they ate each others fleas And soon the mighty lion came To have himself a drink When all the others heard his roar They left without a blink Then the sound of a gun was fired And it opened the lion's ears He heard the sound of a gun before And it's one thing that he fears In a jeep were poachers racing From a sheriff on their trail He was catching up to them To throw their butts in jail One by one the animals returned To get back to the water They all get to live another day Today, there is no slaughter

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Date: 10/4/2018 11:14:00 PM
G'day Charles … I cannot believe that these so called big game hunters are such cowards with their killing of wildlife for killing, and for those that breed lions to be shot deserve to suffer the same fate - thanks Charles for the good news in the final verse - Lindsay
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Charles Messina
Date: 10/9/2018 6:53:00 AM
You are right Lindsay, these so called big game hunters are cowards and should be ashamed of their selves. It's awful and we probably don't know half of what goes on. G'day my good friend. - Charlie
Date: 6/14/2018 7:02:00 AM
The vileness of humans makes a decent one ashamed, appalled at the species, human, and to also with be named. Both poachers and trophy hunters make my blood boil. I like how you wrote this poem, Charles, depicting nature beautifully, and then how a human lives to destroy it. Glad it has a happy ending. I wish every day did. All the best to you. :) ~ Artsie
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Date: 10/9/2018 6:56:00 AM
My blood boils as well Artsie. Especially when I walk into a home or local tavern and see a head on a wall. Thank you so much! All the best to you as well. ~Charlie
Date: 6/13/2018 4:52:00 PM
WOW! The perfect ending to a well-delivered tale, oh should every day end the same, no slaughter. Mick
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Date: 10/9/2018 6:58:00 AM
Hey Mick, been busy at work and just getting caught up here on the soup. Thanks for your input on this one. All the best...Charlie

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