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Pyrotechnics | |
| Well as you all have no doubt experienced
the onslaught of the 'pyrotechnic season' (mid September through until
mid January) you will understand my frustration at the indiscriminate
use of fireworks. If we can be frightened and intimidated by the new
mixture of loutishness and gunpowder.... have a thought as to how
our pets feel....... Here is a view from a pet's perspective........ |
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| Pyrotechnics is a word I've grown to hate
As a canine I cannot comprehend They start around October and go on so very late That I'm sure they're never going to end. With hearing as acute as you know my hearing is An attribute upon which my life depends I cannot stand explosions or things that go off whizz And I give thanks when the 'pyrotechnic season' ends. |
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| The seasons has been protracted There are no longer days of truce Must these scenes be re-enacted For in truth there's no excuse We are the frightened minority With no voice to call our own In your pursuit of enjoyment The practise has grown and grown |
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| We are never given a moments thought When you point those rockets to the sky We are left in fear to tremble Without understanding why. With each firework you light Our fears are born anew It gives you a moment of delight But it causes heartache too. |
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It causes great distress to all pets
Angus ... Dandie Dinmont Terrier. |
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