Pit Bull Beauty Poem by Jessie Jett

Toned, masculant, powerful beasts.
This is the way the world chooses to see.
Outraged, aggession, and dangerous too.
Scared one day, they might bite you.
Not even by a second, by the looks, instant fear.
This so called 'reputation' makes us tear.

Countinue to breed.
Continue to buy.
Opt. to put them on a chain so tight.
Opt. to make them fight.
Judging them at just first sight.
Not bad dogs, just bad owners.
When will the world see the light?

Toned, masculant, powerful features.
Beautiful and intelligent creatures.
Ever so loving, ever so loyal.
So goofy and eager to please.
Eager to love, eager for affection.
This is the way the world should see.

A family dog, a protector.
A comedian in ways.
A runway model with natural beauty.
A visitor, for those in pain and lonely.
A caregiver for rehabilitation.
A leader, for helping the blind see.
A simple, lasting smile.
A kind that sparks and stays for awhile.
A partner in crime.
A teammate whose there all the time.

A worker, a player to love you at best.
A companion beyond special.
A dog, above the rest.
A love, a life; with whatever is next.
A bestfriend to say the least.
A Pit Bull is not a beast.
A Pit Bull is best.