Dog fights

Foodless days

Painfull nights

I don't understand why I have to fight

I'm supposed to be loved not put into a ring

Time to game up when you here the Ding Ding

Acrossed the ring here he comes

Lunging and snarling his face looks mean

The thing is he's coming after me

I just want to be loved I don't want to fight

The day I quit will be my last night

They take us down in cages

And watch us until we die

Every fight coutinues until blood is spilled

So many of us have been tragically killed

Pitbulls are truely beautiful

We love attention too

Please quit making us do things to only satisfy you

This poem is about: 
Our world

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