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Don't Hurt the Animals

 

I had a wild imagination.
I thought that the mean people
Would buy the animals
And hurt them.
 
I bought the animals instead.
I bought as many as I could keep.
I kept them safe all day.
I watched them all night.
 
Hamsters can cry.
Guinea pigs can choke.
Kittens can be smothered.
Just like people.
 
I saved them.
Every time I could.
But there were always more
For the mean people to hurt.

© Tara

 

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