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Last yr terminated 350,000 of us were put to death

clubbed or shot, huntersability evermore took distant our breath

Close to our mothers, untruthful within in the snow

we were but babes and we could not know

When prototypical we glimpsed the ships on the the deep cold

we were unafraid, not reasoning they'd be so bold

But onto the ice and through with our topography the men strode

breaching our nursery, and ingoing our unit fold

As theyability approached we looked on, unqualified to understand

the expressions on their faces, the firepower in their hands

At prototypical we didn't stir, but past the men toward us ran

it swiftly became a bloodbath and we were the lambs

This was our prototypical revelation to humans, staffs and guns

as we looked up, theyability quickly stricken us next to their clubs

Some of us didn't die from the blows weability were with the sole purpose stunned

our long whist yet spanking as theyability injured us, spilling our blood

Later, the parents or holdfast babies who managed to survive

moved on the ice and ruby snow, in disbelief, and cried

Grieving for the nowhere to be found ones whose fur-lessability bodies lay so still

not wise to if the world would be back, or if they'd had their teem...

To a future, wherever "their fill" is departed and past

a guarantee to withdraw the killing, an profanity thatability will ultimate.

Copyright 2007 Kathy Pippigability Harris

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