The taunting is too real
Our goals are within site
But just out if reach
We scream and it's an eternity until
Someone helps
But it's a momentary satisfaction
When they do.
We never get any closer to our goals
And I wonder
Why can't these humans just
Understand our pain and frustration?
Our little voices, our little squeaks demand it!
Move us closer the the fridge for fluff sake!
Silly peasants
* Inspired by my guinea babies Heidi and Nugget *
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A Novice In Vices
PoetryA growing collection of thoughts and poems. No specific subject so hopefully something for everyone.
