Monday, October 20, 2008

Aaa-Please Free Betty Please Comments

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No sunshine on my face,
My living death a sad disgrace,
No beating of my wings,
A throat that never sings.
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Ken e Hall
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Matt Mooney 29 August 2009

I am with you all the way.Now and then we get a present of some fresh eggs from a 'henhouse' in the country and they are so superior even to look at. Of course the hens are treated as family! What a contrast both for the poor abused hens and the unfortunate consumers in the case of the battery hens.Free range eggs in the supermarkets should be supported.Anyway your poem is very funny but you are getting a serious message across.

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beautiful thank you for sharing

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Martine Kolber 20 October 2008

Great poem, straight to the point! Take care, Martine

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Ken e Hall

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