There once was an American lad; He was tired of his 9-5, Tired and tired, he searched for a vacation, He found one, one that would be cheap yet beautiful; He arrived, grin reaching his cheeks; Only one thing disturbed him, The sound of a singing, He sighed; He was a city lad; crickets were not common, Therefore, the singing was unpleasant. He grabbed his gun, and shot the source dead. The little Coquí let out it's last cry, and fell to the soft, wet leaves. Up in the cold mountains of Boríken, The beautiful deity wept and wept; She had hope, For her lover was near, Yet the tourist lad shot him down; She did not have the powers to bring him back, Oh, If the lad had not come, She would have been able to turn her lover back into the man he once was, Oh, poor lady, The white lad's touch is irreversable, At least he will have his perfect vacation.
⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰ Don't abuse countries you visit, promote ethical ecotourism. Contact here if you see anyone killing Coquís, as they are a protective species and incredibly important to taino culture:
https://www.fws.gov/wildlife-crime-tips
https://www.policia.pr.gov/maltratos-de-animales
Abuse of non-mammals is still abuse. Protect culture, care for a country that is not yours. Do not be a hypocrite. Everytime I take a walk to relax, I see my country getting more destroyed by tourists. Put trash in it's place, don't appropriate, don't kill our native wildlife.
