These
establishments may be legal, but that doesn't make them right, a
person's responsibility as a breeder is to sell a healthy
well-balanced pup that has had human contact and stimulation in order
to enter a home for a family and children, and the most important
have the utmost respect for the breeding bitch, I say if a rescue can
open its doors to the public then the same goes for these so-called
legal breeders.
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Blood
Money
The ugly truth
behind money and greed,
Of battery
farmed puppies of every breed.
As their
filth-ridden business flourishes well,
Of five
hundred plus bitches living in hell.
Their
screaming cries are enough to chill,
Behind closed
doors of the puppy mill.
The bigger the
profit, the larger the scale,
Lining their
pockets with blood
money
sales.
The poor
silent whimpers of unheard souls,
Imprisoned in
boxes where loneliness controls.
The
stomach-churning sight box upon box,
Of man-made
greediness, our future shocks.
No lights, no
windows, just white washed walls,
Huddled in
corners on cold concrete floors.
Mass-produced
puppies trafficked on-line,
Then sold
through dealers as supposedly fine.
Litter after
litter cruelty and neglect,
With Parvo,
cataracts and heart defects.
They serve
their purpose to the very end,
Fulfilling
their duty as MANS
BEST
FRIEND.
Making their
millions through lies and deceit,
Of poor
unwanted puppies filling our streets.
In squalid
conditions, no regards to health,
Generating
millions, expanding their wealth.
The truth and
cruelty where
blood monies
made,
That ruthless
industry called the puppy trade.
That
multi-million complex upon that hill
Those
screaming cries from the puppy mill.
Our skies will
pour blood
at Gods disgrace,
As
money rules, and love's been replaced.
A dog loving
nation we're supposed to be,
Behind closed
doors where the eye can't see.
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