It was man who conceived the trap
a contraption designed to kill and maim
sold to ugly people who it seems now claim
a right to go into anothers area
and leave
this vile contraption hidden
purposefully to achieve
covered up with leaves and twigs
so an unsuspecting soul
can wander on its way
and be trapped there
for its a role
the furrier is hopeful
will lead to pelts to use
the agony the frustration
and of course the mean abuse
innocent little animals
who go about their day
not an evil thought at all
but still they have to pay
imagine as the contraption springs
and embeds itself and they
find their limbs are crushed
their backs their heads even
they lay
hopeful they can soon escape
but realizing they
will bleed to death
forgo their breath
as they pass away
the low life then return
and kill the animals if they are
not dead yet
otherwise feeling below par
the animal will feel a boot
smashed into its head
and if it wasn’t dying
now it would be dead
then the low life strips its fur
and chucks its guts away
to be eaten by another soul
this is how they pay
the skin is then sent back to dry
and taken to the place
where the fur trade pays a pittance
and so the vile disgrace
a soul has died
encountering a trap
that broke its will
that crushed its limbs
that sent it to a hell
the trappers thrill
was evidence
the sordid sick low life
that calls to see
and gets a pittance from the trade
thats if you ask me
another innocent soul is dead
to be used in someones coat
a stole a bag lets wave our flag
for all the words we’ve wrote
to try and discourage anyone from wearing
fur for they
are party to the torture and the murder
anyway
The furriers and the fur trade
are a bunch of lousy fools
greed takes them to hell and back
with their chemicals and tools
they fashion from this skin
a garment fit for a queen
sadly they are repulsive
and have always been
low life dark assassins
employing trappers who
should be killed in these awful traps
for they ‘d know what to do
scream out as their bones are crushed
relentlessly they’d feel
lost and gone forever
unable to conceal
the agony they were feeling
and realizing they
were dying in the undergrowth
with little left to say
the fur trade is a bloody trade
filled with cowards and scum
parasites of differing sizes
that all leave me numb
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