A mother dies in agony so you might have a new leather coat

A mother screaming far away
In a shed she has t2pay
indian leather her precious skin
Is wanted by the West
The sin
A huge great hammer hits her head
She falls in agony but is not dead
They begin 2tear her skin away
4 that pair of boots or a sofa say
Breathing still
Just

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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