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If you want to find out more about this cruel practice that still goes on in some countries.
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Dancing Bear Mike Jubb
I was caught
when I was only a few weeks old.
My mother tried to protect me,
so they shot her.
I've had many kinds of pain since but,
in some ways,
I think that was the worst.
Soon afterwards, my teeth and claws were
ripped out.
A red hot poker was forced through my muzzle.
A rough rope was pulled through the wound.
When they tug on the rope,
it looks like I'm dancing.
I'm not dancing.
I'm trying to escape from the pain.
So many pains.
And the people all… laugh.
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A warm tale, beautifully illustrated, about a captive bear
who gets rescued. |
Poem: Dancing Bear
