Poems about Animals
Mom abandoned her children, just gave us away.
Sheer terror he felt, as she promised to come back someday.
This is Rome, converted home of the gods,seat of the Papacy, and of the Renaissance,place of the Leaning Tower
The ascension and descension of a ferris wheel
Cycling slowly as I feel your lips with mine
Blood is life
But what life does it serve
If all we ever do
Is drunken ourselves with it
Elephants and donkeys
Stomp on each other's heads
And kick each other's faces
And people fight over who
A squirrel, this animal is little as it can be.
It eat acorns living in the land of the free.
