Poems about Animals

Enigma
A anomaly, mystery, a enigma is how those around me would describe me an individual that has few words to say but countless stories to te
Y'know the sound of a hairbrush ripping through tangles?
A bald baby. Golden locks, auburn in the sun.  Scissor blades on animal fur.
Y'know the sound of a hairbrush ripping through tangles?
A bald baby. Golden locks, auburn in the sun.  Scissor blades on animal fur.
A Question Concerning Eric Carle
Where do frogs go in the winter? What do they do? 
"Daddy, did you shoot my dog?"
"Daddy, did you shoot my dog?"
Your body
Is beautiful and unique Fit or chubby i love you For me is perfect.
Earth
This is my love letter My love letter to you, Mother Nature.    You are so beautiful  So powerful
Beauty and the Beast
USED TO BE:
COLOURS
COLOURS Dear mr strive hard Have you been losing your colours Till you are now a shade of black
Why Measure Me?
Why measure me with your yardstick

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