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Rebel Without a Cause " Reborn "

Scots teenager Air gun Rabbits and Ducks Gunned down for the fun Then there came a day When this boy and gun No longer desired This type of fun A programme he watched On a TV channel A guy called Attenborough Truth, no flannel His care for the animals Left me ashamed Of all the Ducks and Rabbits I injured and maimed He opened my eyes In such a way I can't kill a fly Not even with spray And over the years And the places he's been What he has brought me To my Television screen Madagascar Lemurs Yaks from Nepal Amazing Amazonia Glorious them all My respect for him Prompted me Two lines in my poem " My Dinner Table " for thee There are not many people I crave to meet But this Gentleman Attenborough I'll shake his hand as we greet " Honoured to be in Christopher Higgins contest "

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 5/24/2009 11:28:00 AM
GREAT VALUES JAMES MANY PEOPLE KILL FOR THE BLOOD ON THEIR HANDS YOU HAD PURPOSE I ADMIRE THAT
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Date: 5/21/2009 6:48:00 PM
We all make those choices once in a while. So, Television can serve a good purpose. Good luck in Chris's contest. Vince
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Date: 5/21/2009 5:39:00 PM
Thanks for the support James.
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Date: 5/21/2009 3:30:00 PM
What a great impact Attenborough had on your life, James. Though hunting for food is understandable, shooting to kill for no reason seems cruel. Hope Attenborough inspires others as well. Good luck in Chris's contest! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 5/21/2009 1:42:00 PM
Nice write and good luck in the contest.
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