hes drunk,

he comes toward me,

i wimper,

he yells at me,

and lights a ciggy,

he puffs on it,

and stubbs it out on me,

i cry and wimper,

my coat is burnt,

he said he doesnt want me,

he pulls out a knife,

and cuts my legs and paws,

i fall on to the ground,

i can’t cry out because im a dog,

no one understands,

until its to late,

he shuves me in a bag,

ties up the end,

and throws me in the fire.

animal crualty is all over and unlike like people they cant cry out, the dog in this poem is real and this really happend. so put this in ur profile NOW!!!..I mean what did they do to us??????