Procreation

Most animals can-not choose, They have to breed once yearly, They must all try to remain viable. Tiny species will need larger litters, As tiny babes can, maybe, get eaten! Lion's only fear, human's An unknown male lion to. New males, if not defeated will slay kits. Hardship imposed for a goodish reason. Good main reason, survival of all life. Insects, invertebrates, small. Breed in their many millions. Natures recyclers, O some that is sure. Some pollinators, most flora helpers. Not all flora, the wind, a great helper. Pollen blown, on a warm breeze! Great chance to create new life. Humans have sex for pleasure, not for life. Strife, rife if unprotected, single mom's. Not saying it is wrong, let sense prevail. Commonsense, to reason first For all sake your children's life
3/17/18 Seven-Ten - Poetry Contest sponsored by Emile Pinet
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Cunningham Avatar
March 16, 2018 at 9:39 PM
Interesting verse Mick, saw a wildlife program on lions, first thing the new male did was to kill all the cubs from the previous male. Good luck in the contest. Tom
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March 16, 2018 at 9:59 PM
Thanks Tom, had fun, the biggest challenge, getting the lines matching in length... Mick
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