One's Animal Poem by Cody Maxie

One's Animal



A man works throughout the day;
The animal enjoy his leisure.
A man has to find time to play,
While the animal never rejects pleasure.

To them we are god,
But we serve them as a master.
I speak to you, with your beast so broad,
You've raised a spoiled disaster.

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Cody Maxie

Cody Maxie

Poteau, Oklahoma
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