Puppy Mills
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Do you see him cowering there in the corner?
His owner has beaten him, he’s falling apart.
Broken bones, it’s a cycle that never ends.
He whimpers. Will bad fortune ever bend?
Do you see her all alone?
Welcome to the puppy factory farming
Suffering starts long before you arrived
The mother’s pregnancy pain started straight away
Feels as a human
pained like a man
it's easy to believe they dont percieve,
to justify or pardon the suffering we subject.
They dont speak
but communicate silently!
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By: Dorothy De Clements
With the wind in my hair and the sun in my face
I cannot help but notice the world and all its grace
My boy so eager and strong
In my heart that’s where he belongs
