A WISH
>>I wish I was a Rottweiler and I could carry a gun
>>I'd go after all those folks, who think that torture's fun.
>>I gather up a gang of us, a Spitz, a Chi, a Hound
>>We'd travel in a motorhome, and hunt these people down.
>>We'd start with all the puppy mills, we'd open all their doors
>>And tell them all "run like the wind, and head for golden shores".
>>There's someone there that's waiting, with open arms for you
>>I promise you can trust them, they're animal res-cue.
>>If I could talk, I'd call the millers out into the night
>>I'd bear my teeth, and hold my gun and watch them shake in fright.
>>And then I'd laugh and laugh and laugh and then I'd laugh some more
>>As I threw them in the wire cage and slammed the metal door.
>>So its on to the next, Oh this is fun as we joke around with each other
>>We start drawing maps and making plans.
>>Got alot of ground to cover.
>>There's a Pit on the road someone has dumped
>>We offer him a ride,
>>It's not hard to see the life he has led by the pain that's in his eyes.
>>We give him lots of food and drink, and he shows no aggression
>>He hears our plan and wants to join, and teach mankind a lesson.
>>We're off again, to search this land for the murderers who went free
>>To teach the ones who stomped and burned and hung dogs from a tree.
>>One by one we paid them back for everything they've done
>>And repeated their words back to them, "isn't torture fun"?
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>>After days and days of traveling, gathering troops along the way
>>Thinking of our forever homes and the people who threw us away.
>>We long for a loving family, Oh wouldn't that be neat!!!
>>Instead, they dump or beat us or have us put to sleep.
>>Maybe we are not thru yet, there's many more folks to see
>>The judges and lawyers, the USDA or maybe the AKC.
>>We give all politicians giardia and mange, heartworms too
>>And take away their voices, and their water and their food.
>>We'll take the rest and dump them on the highway by the side of the road
>>And strip them of their dignity, give them fleas and ticks abode.
>>I smile to myself as this vision dances in my head
>>My eyes grow very heavy, as I snuggle in this soft bed.
>>I can hear in a far distance, dogs whining and then a scream
>>When I wake up, I realize that this was all a dream.
>>The wire digs into my side, my feet and body sore
>>As I look down to the ones below that cold, hard, wire floor.
>>I start to beg like all the rest, please set me free today
>>I pray to God, I'd rather be dead then live this horrible way.
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>>And guess what, I'm not a Rott nor do I have a gun
>>I'm just a little Dachshund, put on earth to play and run.
>>To be loved by ALL humans, like every dog should be.
>>But if I did have a gun right now, I'd use that gun on me.
>>Written by Barbara Lewis
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