Beagles beautiful free flowing canines in love with life

Posted on August 19, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Writing my odes
This evening I
Can’t stop myself from wanting to cry
The beagles in Camp Beagle they
Neglected by human trash each day
A madness rocks their sprightly form
Tortured daily no one’s warm
To these sweet souls just tragedy
And evil served up constantly.

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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