A cute little puppy I am (or was) Just a bundle of sweet soft fuzz The world smelled so beautifully As I was born as number three. But taken into a cold harsh world, My darkened future then uncurled. I strangled in the smell of paint My nose itchy, my thoughts faint. The essence of hatred lingered close As I was stuffed an overdose Of poison paint that filled me up As they fed me, cup by cup. When I was full, no more would fit, They forced me up, I tried to sit, But as you know, an oven???s too small For even me to fit at all. So there I lay, tired and beat, As they turned the dial and added more heat I panted, cried, and clawed the walls And did all I could so my death was stalled But I was alone, filled with dread For many minutes until I finally was dead. My spirit filled the room and saw The laughter of three boys so tall. They opened it up and pulled me away But in this deathtrap I couldn???t stay. So up I went, my spirit soared Into the night sky as rain poured. I landed in heaven above every cloud But still I heard their laughter loud. It rang in my ears, bounced in my mind, And forever it scarred me from all mankind. Never again would I rest in peace. The maniacal laughter would not cease. And I never would live to see the day When people like this would go away.
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The following message added by helplessromantic:
My puppy was abused, please pass it on. It's (I think) very importanat.
