Carrion flies were convinced already
\nThe little mut was gone.
\nlying under the wheels she was
\nOut on the road upon
\nIn all sorts of shock and awe
\nBreathing not like she should
\nWrapped up in a blanket
\nBy an angel for the good
\nBlue jeans and brown sandals
\nAnimal aid arrived
\nTook her to the hospital
\nWhere yes she survived<\/p>\n
Nobody had loved her
\nshe was left to be
\nA victim in this crazy world
\nThat nobody could see
\nTo touch or even wonder
\nHow she got to be
\nLying covered in carrion flies
\nIn pure agony
\nTwo months passed
\nAnd love was
\nGiven with so much care
\nAnd, she just got better
\nBy casting off despair<\/p>\n
It happens really anywhere
\nTrue love is given reign
\nToo many lonely hearts are broken
\nIn woeful refrain
\nThis bitch was given sanctity
\nAnd love and she did feel
\nLike entering a wondrous place
\nThat turned out to be real<\/p>\n
Thank you animal aid
\nAnd the angel who saved her
\nCarrion flies and all
\nThis poem is in your honour<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Carrion flies were convinced already The little mut was gone. lying under the wheels she was Out on the road upon In all sorts of shock and awe Breathing not like she should Wrapped up in a blanket By an … Continue reading