Poems about Animals

Am I Brave, as they say? Or do I continue for my fear Of failing?
There was once a dream That sought to grow in the minds of evey human being as a lilly flourishes in the spring
America, home of the brave, Or that's the thing many used to say And now people often have to pray
Don't be touching on my pasta bowl Hold up wait that's impossible I downed that like 4 weeks ago
My country is great, I'm free to be Republican, Democrat, Independent My county is great, I'm free to be
The strange way in which the trombone man was singing at the street corner was delightful in its existence during a downpour.
Landfills are full And animal farms are cruel Oh, what happened to the country I know and love
Who could love such a beast you might ask But you are wrong to be asking For you should love with your heart
I'm shaking and quaking I don't know what to do. I hear the steps coming closer,