Poems about Animals

So I thought I knew everything… Growing up taught me lessons I should know
Who are you? I do not know you. I do not know you vile ways,The way you take pleasure in wounding me so.
It was a dreary night when it had happened, I was craving the sweet release of death,
Growing up through life, The pressure to find a job is high.
I, travelled amongst the jungle Searching for a rare species, Which people would call em' the blue bird.
A reminder for gratitude ... every day   Hebrews 10:3 
The three laws of thermodynamics, Seemingly obsolete— only for a scientist's use. The laws of antiquated old men,
i could wax lyrical poetry about wanting,  but everyone does that and i want to be  uncovnetional,
THE  PAINTER OF DREAMS 

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