Dumpster Babes

A moveable waste container
Someone decided to
Take three beautiful
Healthy puppy dogs
And presumably threw
Them into this oblivion
Of filth and wretched waste
Individually not in a bAsket
all this done in haste

Someone who could’t contemplate
Their suffering ahead
Alone and in a wet dark place
Anguish it has led
Many to freak out I am sure
Young babies after all
What sort of freak that walks the streets.
Could really make that call

Sadness gloom and wretchedness
Remorse regret dismay
The three of them imagining
Could they get away
And would somebody find them
And would anybody care
Thrown out into a dumpster
To be crushed that death to share

The weather outside awful
Tipping it down it was
They were soaking wet and suffering so
Really just because
There was no future seemingly
Perhaps their only course
to all lay down together
And go back to their source

They were starving they were smelly
Wet through and all sore
Worms got in their bellies
They really wanted more
And then somebody found one
A lineman looking for
Something he had thrown Away
Sharing his lunch and more

He had found three but two.had scarpered
Ran for all their worth
He then managed to catch them
Two girls and a boy
This earth was not about to absorb them
They were safety in his truck.
and on their way to
The Humane Society given it was luck

They were plucky little rascals
Suffering a great deal
Emaciated and wet through when had they had a meal
Last its really hard to say
Dumped like rubbish they
Clearly born to A nasty bit of work
One has to say.

And how could they actually sleep at night
Wouldn’t they wonder wouldn’t they care
In a dark space likely to be crushed
To be so unaware
And go on living their sick
Sad life
Knowing three babies lay
Probably at the rainbow bridge
Forever and a day