Winter fuel allowance

Posted on November 21, 2024 by Rex Tyler

I am 81 and disabled
My heart is not too strong
Losing my energy payout
For me is very wrong
I am sensitive to the winter cold
In bed I have to wear
Outside clothes old overcoats
And thick socks
I’n aware

My room is really very cold
Already today
It’s getting very frosty
For me it is no way
To manage life
There is a fire
And before bed sometimes I
Sit beside it to warm up
The only reason why

My hands and fingers
And my toes
Are susceptible to cold
A lot of pain I suffer
My wrist warmers I am sold
On them they keep me warmer
When writing which I do
Like to have my commentary
Daily yes it’s true

Logs upon an open fire
In one room does me good
Retiring to my bedroom
It’s a shame and I could
Really give up everything
For being cold for me
Is really very stressful
And no help that I can see

Sending missiles to Russia
Costing a fortune it seems
Crossing Putins red lines
Buggers up my dreams
Who knows if he will retaliate
It’s possible he will
Being cold at Winter time
Being cold inside does kill.

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Tractors we see them we hear them

Posted on November 20, 2024 by Rex Tyler

“Stuck Farmer”
The tea shirt
It’s now everywhere
Tractors in Westminster
The cold winter air
The coppers bewildered
All of, London too
Starmer’s in Brazil
what he chooses to do
Ignore
the reality
Of Our pain and our strife
Refusing to listen
Refusing to care
Private jets cost the planet
Whose mantra?

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Dairy

Posted on November 20, 2024 by Rex Tyler

It’s a process pure and simple
Profits are the need
Working with live animals
Tragically does feed
Into the vilest cruelty
Infants have to be
Removed from their mothers
And slaughtered tragically
The mothers raped
A continuance
Of dairy for us all

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Glastonbury

Posted on November 20, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Frozen in time
As she makes her climb
Her sweet breath iced and drawn into
We see St Michael Tower
The TOR
The levels out there
And some more
It’s magical the mists of time
Our friend of course
A starring role
Michelle a truly
bountiful soul

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Wild snow

Posted on November 20, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Bitterly cold stuff
This fallen snow
An attractive additive
As we know
It’s cold and wet
Uncomfortably
Not recommended
Actually

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Not every one

Posted on November 20, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Not everyone who speaks aloud
Do I agree with
There’s a crowd of people out there
With differing views
Fat checked by some
Making the news
Urging a wealth of great ideas
Based on this and that
On fears
on tears on light on dark
For they
Believe and care or so they say
Alternative motives yes perhaps
Certain truths kept under wraps
Ideologies lesser than
Truths
Perhaps
another plan

How we eat whether seasonably
Or what Evers on sale
It seems to me
Sky rocket tests
And prices too
Miles they journey
Where costs accrue

Manufacturing where
Additives rise
Flesh Like
Seemingly no surprise
Packaging labelling
On display
Aside each other
And now they stay

Unequal many
From slaughter houses
Manufacturing so called meat
Substitutes for the real thing
Made to feel like
The ultimate treat
To me confusing
I shall not be
Drawn into
Their fantasy.

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“At least we will cure obesity”

Posted on November 19, 2024 by Rex Tyler

London erupted this morning
On a snowy Winters day
Waking up to feel it all
Coming down, but it didn’t stay
At least we shall,cure obesity
A placard noticed there
In London at the farmers show of force
We all could share

Crowds and crowds in London
Westminster chocker block Nigel Farage
Clarkson and thousands more
Did rock
up there protesting strongly
Banners and flags did fly
Cloth hats blooming everywhere
And of course we all knew why

The light blues will reverse the taxThe tories did explain
Piles of vegetables in a heap
The generational pain
Of farming all hours In all weathers
And thanks to Rachel Reeves
Farmers will be losing out
Which everyone believes

At least the fatty revolution
If British farmers go
Putting up with cheap imports
The chemicalization show
Many more will suffer
Farms replaced by land
Showing off the solar path
And ground zero which is planned

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19th November 2024

Posted on November 19, 2024 by Rex Tyler

At seven this morning
I looked out the window
Snow all a flutter
Lay on neighbours roofs
With More and more leaves
Being tugged from the branches
Green became gold gold became brown
What winter achieves

Who’d want to be a tree
At the roadside
Facing the cold winds
And searing snow
It must be so uncomfortable
Losing one’s cover
Feel the sharp frost
Smother
Not even a crow

Dares venture out
The eaves must be crowded
One has to feel sorry
For the wild friends around
Ensconced in the leafless
Or hiding in old barns
Having to search in the cold
Frosty ground

For food on the roadsides
Cars coming dangerously
Being a wild creature
Really is hard
The afternoons darken
Much sooner we notice
Even my room is cold
For I am an old Bard

My cold weather allowance
Stolen from me
Wearing an overcoat inside you see
That’s what we’ve earned
Working hard all these years
Watching Labour’s freebies
With quite a few tears
Despite the coldness
The pain in my limbs
British Gas charges me
Five hundred pounds
Their bloody directors
Are rolling in wealth
As wild creatures and pensioners
Shiver and groan
That lot are deaf to
Us poor sods on our own.

4000 pensioners
Might just flake out
Be lost to the world
Just embers that fly
They worked all their lives
Paying tax being honest
And now at the back end of life
They must die
Eating or heating
But never competing
They don’t hear a greeting
Just the government bleating

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We are in Sanctuary

Posted on November 19, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Buttercups and daisies
We have escaped the crazies
Sanctuary our just reward
Not bacon crisp and salty
Life is freedom orientated
Saved eternally
We took the initiative
And thankfully are free.

🐖🐖🐖🐖🐖🐖🐖🐖🐖🐖🐖🐖🐖🐖🐖🐖

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Winters vista’s

Posted on November 19, 2024 by Rex Tyler

You can bet your bottom dollar
The snowflakes from the sky
Are making our world beautiful
The green grass fighting shy
How come, it isn’t Christmas
In certain parts we hear
Christianity is being cancelled
So the goddess makes it clear
Snow the clean white flake of Winter
Messaging our land
Get out your toboggans
Snowmen understand
Coal for eyes a carrot nose
Will soon take things to task
Gardens taken over
Where in frosty vista’s bask
Traditional wintry splendour
The winter fuel cut too
Starmers in Brazil we hear
He hasn’t got a clue
Wrapped up in our winter clothes
Huddled around a fire
Not switched on a bit like him
Britain feels so dire

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Eating mountain lion

Posted on November 18, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Mountain lion meat
Is often
Contaminated for they
Often eat animals already diseased
It doesn’t make sense
I must say
They also can pass on diseases
An Apex predator who
Is protected and therefore to kill them
For food
Is a gross violation it’s true
Whoever she is, eating lion meat
Is asking for trouble one hopes
She gets a bloody good hiding from Nature

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We cannot allow you to kill us today

Posted on November 18, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Getting away
Freedom for me
Off to be slaughtered
Diabolically
Fearful and frightened
Knowing that I
Will be cut up and eaten
And want to know why
I leap I escape
Bruised and battered it’s true
I want my freedom
Think on that, now will you 🐖

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Innocents in prison for life

Posted on November 18, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Imprisoned in cages for ages
Given wings creatively
Man ‘s ugly disposition
Causing them stress
Of course it’s their need
To be free

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Victims

Posted on November 18, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Where truth is obvious
We have to show
Blindfolded masses
How victims grow
Infants really pigs and lambs
And calves and kids
Feel for the rams the ewes the bulls
True heart throbs they
Heart felt tears
Now every day

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Sperm

Posted on November 17, 2024 by Rex Tyler

It’s been denied
But the pesticide
Counts in every way
Lifeless sperm
Has killed the worm
With childlessness
All pay

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Never a reason to hunt

Posted on November 17, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Suddenly the reason why
The warriors are here
Oh me oh my
Their time is precious
Why do we
Get upset
Seemingly
Hunting foxes can never be
Right
Wherever
They are best left free

🦊🦊🦊🍄🍂🍁🌚

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Slow down through the forest

Posted on November 17, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Another problem by foot down
And speeding
Through a dark forest
Or quiet road at night
You might hit a baby
A pussy a crossing
At least stop and check out
Don’t leave us to die
We also live here
No word of a lie 🦊🦉🐕🦌🐰🐇

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So unkind

Posted on November 17, 2024 by Rex Tyler

feeling unwanted in so many ways
Thrown into wheelbarrow
Nobody pays
Much attention to innocence
Bruised torn and sore
Babies I’ll treated like never before
Where is my mummy
What did I do
To be treated so badly
By someone like you

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War

Posted on November 17, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Imagine animals caught up in war
Bullets fired
And elbows sore
Bright explosions
Cavity
From as far as you see
Bloodied, scarring
Paws on fire
All around unbelievably dire

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Wild bears

Posted on November 17, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Surrounded by concrete
These souls of the hills
They wander on river banks
Using their skills
Consuming berries
Fruits of the field
Fish from the shallows
freedom revealed
Stuck in a prison cell
Going quietly mad
Trapped by the humans
Who are awfully bad.

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Their descendants

Posted on November 17, 2024 by Rex Tyler

An X sage for animals
Marc is his name
Presents us with pictures
Some that inflame
Our senses our heart streams
Mindfully he
Inspires our muse
To reply knowingly

Today feathered Dinosaurs
His words not mine
Giving his time
His thoughts on the line
How true he be
Take the chicken he sees
So many murdered and hung there
To please

To frighten
The shock value he
Presents with his mindfulness
And great good sense

Marc the inspirer purposefully

And we absorb them
As a constancy

Thank you Marc

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Man

Posted on November 17, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Man calls himself kind
So many alas
When dealing with animals
Are a morass
Of ugliness evil vile through and through
Changing the character
That’s what they do
Torturing canines
Making them fight
Our beautiful Badgers
Gods of the night

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A dead Seal

Posted on November 17, 2024 by Rex Tyler

What are we to make of this picture
Reality seemingly feels
Wrong to be sharing
Such barbaric scenes
Honestly how it reveals
An innocent lost and now lying
Photographed in its dead state
Bleeding not needing
The eyes of the world
The Hunter to me far from great
Innocence savagely sentient
Feelings I have them and I
Can’t see the point of exposure
When an Angel alas had to die

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A fairy story

Posted on November 17, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Shape shifter supreme
Moreover doth seem
To visit the forests at night
With the bright moon above
Sometimes seen with a Dove
With the Deers
In what is a bright light
Only the truest with magical leanings
Can see her that’s what I know
Being drawn to the nights cape
Where Roe and Red frequent
Brings with it a beautiful glow
Generally very few see it
Only believers I hear
That’s why I love it in Ashridge
For it’s there where the fairies appear

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Scuttled away

Posted on November 17, 2024 by Rex Tyler

The farmers showed anger
Frustration and upset
Came out in Wales on the street
To exclaim
Starmer was close by
Yapping as usual
But scuttled off quietly
So much of the same

He disrespected them
Hopelessly errant
Ran like a rodent
Just scuttled away
What he has caused here
Frighteningly obvious
Hard souls of the land
Now expected to pay

With their hard work
Exhausted by taxes created
By Labour the party of Workers ha ha
To fix the black hole
They fit that role
But he couldn’t face them
Not starmer the star

Who saw His arse for dust
Nobody saw him
They realised though
He had just ran away
Couldn’t face up to the voters
Assembled
Line after line tractors by the score
Waiting to hear him
Expecting an answer
But In stead he had scarpered
For sure.

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Draining the swamp

Posted on November 16, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Draining the swamp
His latest romp
Withdrawing from the W H O
Corruption all without remorse
No excuses he needs to go
Pandemic preparedness
Improbity
It’s just in his soul
Even the Deep State
no regret
Really he can atone and set
And just take back control.

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Mr Putin

Posted on November 16, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Starmer bravely says to you Sir
Realise that we are here
We will fight you every which way
Our minuscule army it is clear
I shall be in my cast iron bunker
With my cabinet locked away
As for all the myriad voters
They are fodder so to say

Trump is stopping Ukraine’s hand outs
But we are here, the broken who
Have stopped our pensioners winter protection
The great black hole you know it’s true
It’s been the answer to every question
But we can go to war with you
Face your frigate with rubber dinghies
Sacrificial lambs it’s true

They run their mouths
So many children worthy of their life today
Hanging on Starmers every word
it’s no big secret
That I agree with Galloway

Starmers retort,
wrong on all counts
To Labour the point
Why should we pay
annihilation of the planet
And all of Nature
He has to be.
made to change
And apologise
Show some respect and withdraw his ire
Let good sense prevail

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Be vegan

Posted on November 16, 2024 by Rex Tyler

If the crab was a dog
The crab eating fools
Elsewhere there are dog eating
Cat eating ghouls
Cow rape and kidnap
And slaughter and pain
So many animals
Dying in vain
For stomachs and leather and feathers
And skin
The trillions of voices
It’s the slaughtering din

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Farming and a new resolution

Posted on November 16, 2024 by Rex Tyler

The earth the soil the way ahead
Farmers early out of bed
Fridays even working hard
Stress and strain and being scarred
By inheritance tax a bitter blow
To thwart their striving as we know
It’s easy isn’t it watching others
Caked in mud and sweat and frost

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Ecuador

Posted on November 16, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Great land of the Quechua souls
Volcanic gods with wondrous roles
The Amazon jungle primed with life
An ocean paradise facing strife
Ecuador a country where
Life is beautiful it’s people aware
Safeguard its naturalness
And appreciate its honour

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