We went to get some food to keep our guinea pigs alive.
We had so many babies that were yearning to survive.

We found our favorite pet store with the doors locked up so tight.
We pounded ’til a lady came to answer … what a sight.

Someone tried to rob the place and tore it all apart.
The owner then just walked away ’cause he had lost all heart.

We asked about the animals still left inside the store.
The lady said she did not know, which hurt us to the core.

“Oh, Mommy, please” my daughter cried, “we have to help them out!”
I knew just what I had to do when she began to pout.

We made two trips with what we could and then went back again.
My husband said I’d lost my mind, he thought me quite insane.

Our downstairs turned into a zoo, we fed both day and night.
The sounds that came at feeding time made Halloween seem light.

‘Twas cats and rats and mice and birds, some rabbits and a snake.
A lizard and some hamsters, too, ‘it was more than we could take.

The hedgehogs and the turtles were the slowest of the bunch.
Four ferrets watched the guinea pigs, I think they planned for lunch.

The spider was kept in his cage with triple locks all ’round.
The parrot learned to mimic every word and every sound.

The puppy wanted petted every minute of each day.
The potbellied pig was awfully cute but always in the way.

It took some time to find good homes – I gave away for free.
But after five long weeks of this, I lost my sanity.

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Barb Henson
I love to read and swim, even more I love to write poetry. I love challenges and I write to let people know they are not alone in this world they travel in. God is a big part of my life and has been since the day He stopped me from trying to end it.