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Writer's pictureSarah Mattle

Born to breed

No marrow

In bone

Nor sight

In eyes


No wagging tail

But another of good size


Cutting claws is unnecessary

For they are but an accessory


You are not born to cuddle

To love

Should only worship your mistress


Soon is spawning time

Little ones are coming

It happens so quickly

And you're useless


Hold your head

Grandpa's loaded

He hit the hammer

Between your eyes


Now it's over

Not allowed to live

As you were only

Born to breed.


(Translated with the help of DeepL)

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