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PIT
BULLS DON'T CRY
I
have a friend who is a Pit Bull named Jax. He is a great dog, very
well-behaved. Sometimes he is very sad because people don't like him before they
even get to know him, just because he is a Pit Bull. Mom found this poem
and it reminded us of Jax:

I see the children in the
lane
They look like friends, we'll have a game
They'll throw it for me and I'll run
But someone stops me,
I wonder why
Their mother screams
"Don't go near those
awful dogs, come here, come close,
They're dangerous -- I'll tell you why
They bite little children and they die."
All I can do is watch and sigh
Cause now I know that Pit Bulls don't cry.
Dad cuddles me up and says, "My pet
I love you dearly so don't your fret."
But I love everyone out there
Why can't they love me, I do care
I wish they weren't made to pass me by-
I'm a Pit Bull, I don't cry. I sit behind
my padlock gate
From early morn till quite late
When I go out, it's on a lead
Is mine the only heart to bleed
I'm held in check as the world goes by
I wish the Pit Bulls hearts could cry.
There are some dogs, and also men
Who cannot tell a foe from a friend
So all of us must bear the blame
Expected to live a life of shame
Condemned, alas, and we know not why
All we know is we will not cry!
--author
unknown--

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