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Ferdie was a pit bull
A sardonic poem about a Pit Bull eating a child. Dangerous dogs are fundamentally dangerous underneath no matter how much the owner says, 'He won't hurt you!'
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25 December 2006 |
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Rating: 2.9/5 (39 votes cast)
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Ferdie was a pit bull |
Ferdie was a pit bull,
With a face like squashed-up beef -
His owner washed his coat each day
And polished up his teeth.
Ferdie was a pit bull,
Kept guard behind a gate -
He watched the little children
Without an ounce of hate.
Ferdie was a pit bull,
He chewed on stainless steel -
The kids all thought Ferdie was great,
Ferdie knew he was REAL.
Ferdie was a pit bull,
Just doing what pit bulls do -
He growled when Johny hit his head
Then bit his arm clean through.
Ferdie was a pit bull,
Snarling in a rage -
A wolf in pit bull's clothing
Hid behind his stark eye-cage.
Ferdie was a pit bull,
Liked the the taste of meat -
Little Johny's screaming
Echoed down the street.
Ferdie was a pit bull,
Pit bulls like to eat -
Ferdie started at the top,
And finished at the feet.
Ferdie was a pit bull,
They bashed his head with sticks -
Sticks don't work on pit bulls
So they finished him off with bricks.
Ferdie was a pit bull,
His owner came home late -
A silent crowd was waiting
And their eyes were filled with hate.
The papers ran a story,
How little Johny died -
It wasn't for poor Johny though
That Ferdie's owner cried.
He blamed the little kiddy
For playing a stupid game -
If there's one thing doggie owners know
It's never the dog's to blame.
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