I'm the owner of a big stick insect, Runaway Rhymes Week 10

I'm the owner of one stick insect
probably the baddest of all Spain
seemed like he was a reject
let me try hard to explain.

I bought him one day out walking
I was going nowhere fast

just taking in air not talking
a cute little knick knacks shop
I happened to walk past

up there in the big shop window
was the thing that made me stop
a long skinny thing ¡qué lindo!
I had to have him for my own

I boldly stepped into the establishment
declared my good intention

"I want that stick insect badly"
"I hope three cents is sufficient"

The shop keeper winced
when she heard my words
I'm sure she was convinced
that the bicho was worth four, absurd

I really had no money
we doggies rarely do
but I was in luck that day funny
a small child lost his pennies
on being taken to the zoo

this find I had just made
with this cash I was flush
"we must find a way to trade"
I declared, this puppy slush.
give me my bicho, please rush

The shopkeeper thought
for a long few seconds or more
cognition hard she sought
"his feed costs a score
and his use by date is yore"

"done deal my good fellow"
she took the 3 cents off me
"all yours now" she declared
removing the sticker yellow
now vacate with your purchase quickly
and take all his bikes and that chello

so this is the story
of the bicho palo
the man the authorities
called so malo

for something that he never did
thrown in a shop window
but one time he
could have been
champion
of the world

although
Dylan never came to know
anything of him even so
it would have been a story
worthy of a stanza
at the very least
in a song about
the very beast
it came to be
that the feast
was cancelled
after first
being only postponed
for one week.

This is end my beautiful friends
a simple tale, and now it ends
The bicho and I were the best of friends
for his previous life I made amends

and when I was called his heart it rends
his will to live didn't snap but it twists and it bends

and towards chaos his life she trends
to make for good stories his life it lends
as the easy way out is what off he fends

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this is entry for @hopehuggs runaway rhymes week 10 theme "a rhyming poem about life seen from any animals point of view."
I based my idea on a song my wife used to sing about my (@spaingaroo) relationship with my owner, the little Australian Terrier Eni, (RIP) seen in all these photos.

It was in Spanish of course, and started with the stanza,

soy propietario de un bicho
el mas malo de Madrid
lo compré un día de paseo
que no tenía dónde ir

lol
I am afraid I can't remember the rest, but the three cents comes from there too.

If you want to see my other (winning) entry in this comp, this is it
and if you open my blogs at random, they'll all be worth it.
try this one

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I have played with including a little story in each post about my reality here with all the mouths to feed.
How about another gif instead.

I might well write a post and then start linking it
That sounds better

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I have been forgetting to mention that I am in the running for MAP 12 so if you would like to vote for me you can do it at the linked post

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maybe this is common place,
tomorrow.
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