I am a river.
Flowing strong and free.
Feeling dirty when you pee in me.
Disgusted when you humans jump in me nude.
Saddened when you take my fish.
I feel easy when you drink me whenever you please.
Exposed when you take pictures of me.
Beavers smack me with their tails and all you do is hunt deer.
Why in the world cant you have a beaver season.
Humans, are so ignorant.