My poem - otters pov, Locked in a box Used to be free Now i am trapped Taken from my mother swimming with her, following a fish Into a box of metal Mother growling at humans Lifted out of water Separated from mother Gone. Humans took me, locked me in cage Only small pool, can barely swim I never wanted to live here Only want to be free And Go Back to Asia I am not a pet For I Am a asian small clawed Otter. CatsBarfRainbows123's poem - Sugar glider pov I was gliding with with mother When a net cam round it caught me, my mother was gone Or was I the one who had disappeared They shoved me in a box, Cold Unlike Mothers arms To live somewhere cruel Unlike my Old Home Unlike Australia for I am a sugar glider Not a house pet We wrote these for school together, my other friends did too, but they do not have scrunch accounts
