Category Archives: MOLES

Richard Drax Cracks

With ideas of this nature The Tories will see Their so called support Diminish The key to sense To a consciousness To natural calm Is to respect the wild souls See they don’t come to harm

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Moles

Subterranean tunnellers Massive earth movers Tiny ears tiny eyes Workers of note Working god’s earth For all of their worth Hills there are many Out of the throat They are industrious Working the Loam Storing the earth worms Injecting the … Continue reading

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Our wild life

It’s tragic in so many ways That some folk do believe They have the right to kill wildlife Seemingly to achieve A sterile place for their businesses Badgers they must go Foxes they are vermin Squirrels too, high Ho Weasels … Continue reading

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Lead toxicity and the hunters

Wild birds and wild animals Shot guns everywhere The use of lead is terrible It proves that we don’t care Fired into the sky all over Where ever the bullets fall Or enter animal bodies They contaminate as a rule … Continue reading

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Our wild friends are getting a raw deal

The government Me thinks Seem irreverent and they Have lost their imagination For our wild friends They display An unimaginative regard And this appears to me Why these rotten hunters Are causing such misery.

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Foie gras and fur

Foie gras and fur I wish we were upright citizens who Had compassion and empathy For the spirited stuff we do Importing foie gras is imbecilic It’s cruelty in a can Fur of course is agony from the offset It’s … Continue reading

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Glue traps stop selling them even tiny souls suffer

Glue traps r immensely cruel Sellers buyers hear the school Of thought the mammals and insects caught Suffer frustration and pain It’s really obvious But apparently It’s good they die so terribly All creatures whether big or small Have hearts … Continue reading

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To all you rotten sods who wear fur or skins

Wearing the skin Of another being What does that make me Am I all seeing Am I a monster Seemingly so Why do you do this When clearly you know A rabbit or a bunny A fox and or a … Continue reading

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Beltaine at the rollrights

Theres a great thrash of cloud Its pink and its blue A stillness apparent I be clueless too A true celebration Of freshness ahead The bunting the streamers Have gone to my head Clad in our multitude Robed up and … Continue reading

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an investigation into the Secret lives of MOLES

“loves labour lost” The wayward mole A solitary soul A subterranean warrior Who really owns his role A tunneller supremo In the nether regions he Its the sesamoid bone That works his wrist So very significantly Assists his digging prowess … Continue reading

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