Aileen
Well-known member
Not born to run though fields of gold
Here to breed and puppies sold
No room to turn inside this crate
Wasted body only here to mate
No arms to hold,my weakened head
A desolate barn,a permanent bed
Never to run though woods of lumber
Puppies sired with countles number
Tiny bodies with faults untold
Sold for profit from sordid fold
My amber eyes are blind to light
my matted coat in dreadful plight
No kind hand,to caress my head
My babies are taken,too soon instead
No warm breeze upon my face
Help me leave to this cureds place
My cry in the dark will not shield me from this barn
So turn and abhor the puppy farm
---Aileen and the gang (Barney--Jazzie ---Jake)
Here to breed and puppies sold
No room to turn inside this crate
Wasted body only here to mate
No arms to hold,my weakened head
A desolate barn,a permanent bed
Never to run though woods of lumber
Puppies sired with countles number
Tiny bodies with faults untold
Sold for profit from sordid fold
My amber eyes are blind to light
my matted coat in dreadful plight
No kind hand,to caress my head
My babies are taken,too soon instead
No warm breeze upon my face
Help me leave to this cureds place
My cry in the dark will not shield me from this barn
So turn and abhor the puppy farm
---Aileen and the gang (Barney--Jazzie ---Jake)