Lipstick, Powder and Pain

I am the first victim,

Caught in the
snare of their lies.

An experiment gone
wrong,

Some say.

I say I
die.

...Fabrication...Lies

...Falsehoods...Untruths...

Even
science smells sweet

When disguised with
perfume.

...Terrible...Tragic

...Awful...Shocking...

You
spread the word like a

Disease.

...Forty
seconds...

&;quot;And now for something
lighter&;quot;

You forget,
secretly relieved.

...Save the
dolphins...the rain forests...

...The ozone...The
whales...

But what of the doggy
who

Can't wag his
tail?

...Petitions...Suspicions...

They
do me no good.

But I have my
rights,

(Or rather, I should).