When I see the dogs where I live
For them at times I feel sorry
To them, I want to give
Seeing them,can make genuine people worry
They are filled with flees
Yet no one takes them to the vet
Their homes are sometimes abandoned bush trees
They look often upset
"Those mongrel dogs are sick!"
Residents use as an excuse
For a foreign dog to pick
Thats just animal abuse
They have a poverty mind
To think getting an expensive dog, will make them expensive
To their own dogs, their unkind
But yet they think their impressive
They have so many things in their home that is sweet
That they don't even need
They wouldn't even give, a hungry dog to eat
Their surely filled with greed
Their hatred for themselves
They put on the weak
They sow hate,they won't get true wealth
No matter how it,they seek
©arianna.b
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