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The Running of the Bull

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True facts and this festivity still  takes place in the city of Pamplona, Spain.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(Rhyme) This man was running quick and others like him chased by a ferocious bull Many others men and women were doing the same but so many didn't pull Through, people were just screaming and shouting Scared but running still Every year a lot of people come to this village or town in Spain and do this just for a thrill I can't understand why they risk their lives so foolishly doing this sort of thing Many people get serious injuries and some get killed while others to life barely cling I feel so sorry for the poor bull too that sometimes gets butchered because it doesn't stay clear In Spain we know that many bulls are trained for this well known event that takes place every year These people have been doing this perhaps for centuries and want to provide what they see as just lots of entertainment and fun But this spectacle to me personally is not, what kind of fun is to see locals and tourists running in the streets to save their lives under the sun Many tourists are so ill prepared they don't know anything till it hits them in the head right then It's not a joke to see masses of people yelling and screaming in terror and fear Some folks fall and others get their butts picked up by horns and kicked on the ground by the very angry charging bull near People can't seem to run faster and so many of them leave behind their own shoes Some even drop their cell phones and some their own clothes come undone as they cry and sing the blues You see all sort of stuff happening and all is crazy I think all these people are just dumb Doing something like that is just plain stupid and they say they just do it for the fun and to the thrills they just succumb That's what they think till some end in a hospital very hurt with broken bones and ribs or plain dead Some receive worse injuries like in their heads and lungs, some people never recover they didn't have time to had fled This is not really an sport but are playing with fire when they risk their live doing this game true I wish that one day they quick doing it because the poor bull sometimes gets sacrificed too people get hurt and a some unfortunate one will never get to see another beautiful day. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2014 September,28.2014

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