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2
in Sp
ring
when song
birds

sing joy
fully,
dying
is

dull
;but
fat worms
are ****

**** thunder
the
raindrops
f

alling & stain
ing the
side
walk,rin

sing off the chalk



It's Funny....

How the ones who could speak taught me pain,
While the silent ones tought me love.

It's Funny.....

How the ones who could see like me gave me betrayal,
While the ones who can't see like me gave all it's trust.

It's Funny.....

How the ones who could walk on two legs never stood for me,
While the ones who crawl on four legs always stood for me.


It's Funny Right.....🙃
Sometimes Animals treat you better than humans i don't have any pet but i always feed stray cats and dogs and the amount of love and trust those innocent souls give me is not comparable to a human love.
MetaVerse Apr 25
Squirrel!
You scared the ****
Outta me!

The buried peanut
Unearthed in the April garden
Is full of dirt.
Sudzedrebel Apr 19
Life can be a real rut
When you're running through it
Like some kind of a feral mutt.
Big pits that open up
In which you can get stuck.
Rabbit holes made by voles!
For spry are the gophers & moles.
Still, I have love for a rodent.
Yet, ever as such, always
Unprepared for a real owl!
If it ain't the bark or howl
The bite you get is quite sour.
Just gotta give a hoot!
Don't run a foul chasing after fowls!
MetaVerse Apr 10
Hole
1.🥚
2.🐣
3.🐓
4.🦃
5.🐔
6.🦆
7.🦤
8.🦉
9.🐧
10.🦩
11.🦋
12.🦜
13.🦚
14.🕊
15.­🦢
16.🐦
17.🦅
18.🐥

Final Score:🪶
We just got a new mutt pup.
A cross between
A Peesaspleases and a Shitzoncue.
They aren't rare.
I walk the dog
after he's done
with his dog affairs
I walk back home
go to the kitchen
and give him water and dry food
he starts eating.

Then I head to the balcony
and do the same
to my bunny
as he hops back and forth
until I feed him.

Then I feed the hedgehog
(wherever that antisocial
ball of ***** spikes is hiding)
I never see him.
I only see trails of ****
and empty bowls.
then I feed the hamsters
and circle back to the kitchen
and it commences:

      oin oin oin oin oin oin oin
                          oin oin oin oin oin oin
     oin oin oin oin                                
                             ­       oin oin oin oin oin
                  oin oin oin oin oin oin

"So you ignore me all day
and then cry
when you crave
veggies, huh?"

oin oin oin oin oin oin o—
"alright, alright!"

I grab his bowl
clean it as best as I can
as he continues to cry
in the back ground.
I sprinkle some salad
and wild arugula in his bowl,
grab a knife
curve my fingers,
slice some cucumber,
and dice some
green pimento
and shove it all in.

oin oin oin oin oin oin —
" I heard you the first time, *******!"

I go up to his cage
and there he is.
holding the bars
still crying for veggies
I place the bowl
inside the cage and he bolts
towards the veggies,
and finally shuts the **** up.

If I knew a Guinea pig
would be this demanding
I would've taken my driver's license,
quit my job, find another one,
got to a bar, have a pint,
smoke a cigarette, join a band,
write a novel, ****** someone
and burry the dead body
somewhere those **** cries
would never reach me
even if their cute.
Clara Apr 5
I ran out of the house in such a hurry, 
Put some carrots in my pockets and began to scurry 

Not there with the hay, 
Near far out in the snow a shadow of fuzz, would lay 

On the journey I began, 
Through the snow and the trees,
Nothing could prepare me

Little did I know,
The further I would go

Soon before me was my best friend, 
All alone, tears ran down my face,
I laid his head on my lap and began to embrace

Never could you ever hope never pray or wish,
To be there with your best friends body alone in the sticks 

As tears wiped from my eyes into a pile,
I began to smile,
As this isn't goodbye it was simply,
See you in a while
I poem about that special bond.
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