Glastonbury

An oatmeal sky
Which is now why
I sit in St Agnes Hall
Through the leafy trees
And frosty breeze
St Michaels Tower
Looms tall
Once long ago
A church on show
Which an earthquake took away
This medieval structure
Which existed so they say
To this very day
Welcomes true survivors
Witches magicians too
White spring drinkers
And besom flyers
And possibly even you

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Glastonbury

In St Edmunds Hall
Apocalypse rule
Rock and beat
Feel the heat
St Michaels Tower
Exudes such power
A mythical magical treat

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Donkey joy

Rolling on the rubber mats
Just gentle exercise
At Follys we are happy
More than most realise
It’s joyful and it’s wonderful
To be here as we are
In secluded countryside
Each of us a star
Looked after by a lovely
Team
Of caring sharing friends
Rolling on the rubber mats
I mean it truthfully sends
Us into oblivion

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Fire works

Fire works it really does
The stench is present
The glare the buzz
The bangs the stars
The smoke the fear
Rockets Catherine wheels
It’s clear
It’s frightening animals
Everywhere
It’s pollutive too
So for gods sake care

And stop this nonsense

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Experimentation

We should be arresting
Those animal testing
All sorts of innocence
Tortured to hell
Dogs even Beagles
Loyal and courageous
Monkeys all stolen from habitats
Where
Split up from their families
The grief and the sadness
Shipped off to Europe
Yes so much despair

The most heinous torture
Hour after hour
Testing vile chemicals
It’s just worse now
Corporates doing it
Contracts apply
All sorts of acids
Sprayed in each eye
Corrosive chemicals
Burning their skin
Experimentation it is a sin.

Locked up in cages
Shaved of their skin
Doused in vile chemicals
Out of the bin
One after another
Screaming so loud
Not fed for weeks
So many showered in
All sorts of the bnastiest
It’s terribly wrong
They should be arrested
They do not belong

To this world of humans
The animals who
Suffer and cry out
That’s what they do
Kept in these places
Prisons In Fact
The criminals run them
How do we react?

The public say nothing
Many turn away
They keep supporting
This shit everyday
Innocence corrupted
By profit and loss
And the governments actually
Don’t give a toss

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Muntjacs

For 30 million years
These beautiful beasts have roamed
Our world
Barking Deer or Rib faced Deer
Their beauty they have just unfurled
Wandering through our forests
And hedgerows quietly, they
Are said to be invasive
So are shot just any day

No close season so hunters
Get to their mission they
Make excuses for killing them
It’s their sickness
Anyway
A godly soul created
Muntiacus they
Are growing in numbers
Which I am pleased to say

They are described as browsers
Of Woodland herbs and plants
The understory it is said
Gets a pasting not by chance
Gardens close to woodlands, new leaves
Courgettes and pumpkins they
Make short work of asparagus
And lettuces
Acorns are a favourite
Fruits and berries too
They truly are a delightful soul
But we hear that the EU

Wants them killed by hunters
It happens sadly they
Sometimes end up as Road kill
A tragedy, and they pay
All of us animal lovers
Are Fearful of the day
Car drivers on these country roads

Just Drive too damned fast

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Badgers and Cows

Omnivores .
Mustelidae
Fossorial activity
A half a million years
They walked
The forest hereabouts
The earth worms potent enemy
Snails and slugs a tasty treat
They sleep in chambers
Lined with softness
Really the elite

Of wild souls in our countryside
Weasels ferrets Otters too
Family members
Good and true
Martins minks and wolverines
Not forgetting Polecats too
All set their scenes
Similarly
to the badger clan
Of these Master builders
I am a human fan

Being blamed for causing I’ll
This old chestnut, yes it’s still
The Badgers fault
When dairy boys
Create unnatural bovine noise
Filthy dirty upsetting ways
Nutritionally every phase
Of negligence and cruelty
On mother cows which tragically

Affect them so emotionally
Dairy criminality
Rape rack workings
Kidnaps too
Losing their babies
A solid clue

A shortened life
20 per cent
Of what god offered
Heaven sent
An awful life of
Stuck inside
Imprisoned daily
And denied

Freedom love and
Wildness, they
Suffer almost everyday
Weakened systems sickly souls
Quick to lame
Their death knell tolls
Too soon the slaughterhouse
Is where
They realise
And become aware

But nobody hears the Badgers Prayer
On,
Only a few can re write their prayer

We are the innocent
Bruins Brocks
We the embattled
Feel the knocks
We are being shot
We are being blamed
That’s what the Dairies
All have claimed

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Badgers

A half a million years
They have walked the earth
Before the Dairy Trade
Ever was considered
These omnivores all weighed
Into the conclusion
These earth worm eating souls
Living in their detached setts
Taking on their roles

As members of the countryside
Their beautiful black eyes
Looked out at the tall trees
They were always wise
Families living peaceablyUnderneath the skies

Now the ignorant government
Listen far too long
To the arrogant farmers
Who sing the dairy song
Talking up the bovine TB issue
Till they are fed
Faced and clearing wondering
What’s coming to a head

So shooting is on the horizon
Gassing it is there too
Bovine TB causing profit losses
Which they do
Blame it on the badgers
Give them loads of grief
Natives of our forests
The Milk Trade is a chief

Amongst the many profiteers
And of course they say
Badgers carry TB
And it’s in the moo cows whey
Which Is laced with TB
Affecting the sales
Like crazy so we see

Thousands of these warriors
Are now being killed
Everywhere the shooters
At night their
blood is spilled
Badgers get the rap sheet
Badgers are the ones
Knocking them every which way
Mothers fathers sons

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Motherly Love and Death

In Canada the Black Bears
Sought after by some
The MOD
The reason leaves me numb
Hibernation Nature’s way
Of resting
on their laurels
so to say
Dug into the snowy deep
Black Bears enjoy their annual sleep
Eternal dreams with Dear Mama
Deep in the ice and snow
They are

As they awake from Winters bite
And venture out
Which is their right
Mothers have lost a lot of weight
Some 40 per cent
Which isn’t great
If with their cubs
The law says they
Cannot be shot
But alone, they may

For Our Guards helmets
Every year
100 black Bears die
The mothers in fear
It’s wrong on all counts
For a fashionable hat
What of her cubs
That’s where we are at

The public when asked
Believe its not right
Faux fur is better
But the British Might and
Tradition of course
Has the upper hand
Killing Bears is the answer
We just don’t understand

Mothers are starving
Their Long hibernation
The hunters, bait areas
Bear’s sweet salvation
Yes hungry mothers
Are drawn to these places
Shot down and killed
The look on their faces

Knowing their babies will perish
Alone
Waiting for mother
Who fell like a stone
Dead to the world
Frustrated as hell
And all for some hat
That possesses the smell

Of death for reality
Traditionally
It’s all about fashion
And the MOD
Care, no one cares
Really nothing, alas
In snow caverns babies
They perish on mass

Waiting frustratingly
Wondering why their mother
Kissed them and waved them goodbye
Never to return
Imagine that thought

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A lamentable outcome

We are a family
As wild as can be
We live in the forest
It’s our sanctuary
Experienced parents
With yes cubs in tow
Sat in our earth
A few feet below

Autumn chills present
Trees losing leaves
A cold wind engaging
Our spirit achieves
Much in a way
In this earth where we be
Living our life
In the true mystery

The clipper tee clop
Of the riders we hear
Tally Ho Joe
And the riches that flow
The yelping of hounds
In their trail hunting spree
Puts the fear into us
Where down here we be

Venturing forth
It’s food that we need
A rabbit perhaps
We have to concede
It is our right
To be hunting as well
Feeding our family
A glorious spell

We can feel them above
The raucous their weight
The horses the hounds
That old creaking gate
Fear is upon us
The clatter the crunch
It’s time in the forest
And it’s time for lunch

A peck from the vixen
A shuffle or two
From the cubs a few rubs
And we do what we do
Out the back door through the hedges
We go
A silent sojourn
As the wind starts to blow

The neigh of the horses
The yippety high
The squirrel men cometh
All feelings are high
We hear the digging
The cold steel on earth
The blades ever near
To where she gave birth

Coming back what I found
A home torn apart
A family all bloodied
A broken heart
A cold dank divide
Fur here and there
Clods busted about
In the winter air

The trail Hunting mob
Apparently they
Watched as I exited
And ran away
The hounds were embittered
Our scent on their mind
Murder committed
The public though blind

So many foxes
Are disturbed every day
Broken and bleeding
In a sordid display
Torn limb from limb
By the starving hounds who
Are neglected by men
It’s what they do

The laws are broken
Wildness is lost
Families of foxes
And others a cost
To so many who care
Who live lives and who die
Defending their rights
To be free

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A family of grief shared

What do we see here
A family who
Believe massive luck
Is coming it’s true
They have murdered a leopard
A solitary cat
Made it a Yuletide card
Proving where they are at

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Working people

Working people
Who are they
The ones who go to work
Each day
Earn a salary
Pick up their cheque
From 9 till 5
And feel a wreck

Owing money
Baling out
A debt
No can
There’s so much doubt
Working people
Who are they
With little savings
That’s what some say

The Labour Party
Apparently
Know more about
The salary
They just get by
Debt is the thing
Shut eye
Really doesn’t bring
True accord
Into their day

They are the work shy
So they say
Stocks and shares
And landlords pay
PAYE and lots more gelt
That’s the message Starmer spelt

Out to us all

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Elephants

Being a wild being
Out in the wilds of Africa
Subject to climatic altercations
One can find
a Matriarch struck down and killed
The broken heart
of a beautiful mind

Her bones lie bleached by sun and rain
The feeling herds have much to gain
Showing respect offering grace
Coming by to show their face
Touching her bones
carrying them, they
Give something back
it is their way

Elephants great land animals they
Socially serve both night and day
All have footsteps on this earth
All appreciate each others worth
The Matriarch
a mindful queen
With intense knowledge,
she had been
A leader in so many ways
Winning the present families
praise

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Our Matriarch

They care
They are incredibly loving
In this regard
Their Matriarch was struck by lightening
It must have been hard
Respect for her emboldened
4 years on they still
Show their understanding
Which for ever they will

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Fitting in

Fitting in
Makes a soulless din
It’s more of a spin
It’s never a win
Being unique
Is what we seek
Invite and write
Be at your peak

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Donkeys

A beautiful being
Wide eyed and seeing
The green hills around about
His lovely home
Folly’s near Potten End
His forever home
Of course he is lucky
To be able to roam
Peacefully there with friends
Such devotion
To the good life that’s shared
And such profound emotion

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Angora

Imagine the pain
Again and again
Plucked from a rabbit
The worse kind of habit
Angora it’s awful
How can it be lawful

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Fox hunters appeal lost

Ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha
A lost appeal poor dears
Us foxes though are gleeful
And have filed away their fears
Knowing that the enemy
Have been caught out and they
Can use their time to manifest
How we now are getting away
With shitting on their doorsteps

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Patriots

London was awash with the patriotic
Waving flags their hearts on fire in fact
Marching at a steady pace
Togetherness something to face
The great retaliation
That spread across the Nation
Downing street was going to be
A certain destination

A Saturday in October
The police caught, in a way
Having arrested Tommy
Seemingly, the play
Was that very few would make the trip
Very few, indeed
Would come and join with Tommy
They failed to concede

But sure enough the massive crowds
Formed an ocean, they
Stepped up to Tommy Robinson’s shout
They were here today
Bellowing as friends they were
Together of one heart
Thousands came and were of good soul
In fact, from the start

Starmer got the message
And other messages too
Frantic in their hollering
Crude some of them who
Thought that the great frightener
Who impressively proclaimed
Fear and consternation
None of them felt blamed
They were a vast extraordinary throng
And made it known
Starmer was a nobody
His so called fortunes flown.

Tommy’s documentary
Aired in fine repose
The massive crowd absorbed it all
Each punch on the nose
Felt it all a coming together
Of souls and sinews they
We’re Of one great mind apparently
On this October day

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Cashmere don’t you dare

Screaming for their dearest life
Being scraped such awful strife
Vile and terror horrifically
These poor goats suffer dreadfully
Cashmere jumpers don’t you dare
NO Never ever never wear

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Leave the foxes alone in Northern Ireland and everywhere

Hunting foxes has to be
Banned everywhere
To even see
Gangs of twerps on horseback trying
To force their hounds
And of course lying
To the country to everyone
Killing when the day is done

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Little Gaddesden in the car park near Hudnall Lane

A swirl of leaves
Being added to, by
The odd passing car
And, Autumn a star
Performer on mornings
Where encouragingly
a blue sky
And, the sun turns the leaves
Beautifully

Rich red and golden
A Timely farewell
To a purposeful mother
As we slowly drift
In to the land of the fae
Like no other

A cool sun kissed echoing
Glistening dew
Diademic sunlight
Twinkle so true
With every breath
More falling leaves
Haversack jacks
Their spirit achieves
Hunching their backs
My eyesight believes
They are now in
the forest
Further they go
I remain in the car

Composing
You know

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Glastonbury

A path to the steps to the arch
To the tower
An ocean of blue sky
At this ungodly hour
The levels stretch out
Sunlit and shade
Tussocks of grassland
Where autumn has played
Glastonbury takes on a bountiful smile
Come folks join me
Let’s saunter a while.

Waiting for Luca in the forest

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Sun worshipper

Amazingly colourful
Horse drawn soul
Colours of vibrancy
Rhythmical role
Immortal survival
Pageant display
A rainbow imagery
Born on the day

True ingenuity
A figment of fun
An imaginary being
That so loves the sun

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Sport Optics

Sport Optics used by hunters
Watching wildlife too
Rifle scopes and range finders
Binoculars are true
Birding and conservation
Night vision cameras they
Can have links to hunting
And to killing and they do
Get involved in marketing
And those events it’s true
Organics and the bloody hunt
Some of them at night
Pro hunting organisations
Trophy driven right
Up to and including
Bullets in the gun
Lots of big game hunters
Really know how to screw

Burris of course and Steiner
Meopta if you will
Bushnell and yes Tesco
And the blood they spill
Opticron and Viking
Tax conduct is good
It’s makes good sense to adopt the best
Don’t be a Robin Hood.

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Save our Badgers

Beautiful badgers
Wild families, they
Responsible parents
Why would we slay
Them on the pretence
They supposedly cause
Dairy distress
I beg you to pause

They are wild creations
Who need our protection
Not our ignorance

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Monkeys

Snatched by the vile hands of
Paid people who
Flog monkeys to the US
Laboratories
Clue
Ethiopian Airlines
Ship these grisly souls
As freight just like ghouls
They be taking cargo
Shady as hell
These were wild monkeys
A shameful sell

Consigned to torture
Degraded each day
Inglorious traders
How these poor monkeys pay
Torn from the jungle
From their families they be
And shipped to the death camps
Despairingly.

The airline moguls
Carry Their prize
A significant passage
They just don’t realise
How cruel and unfair
It is this sick trade
In experimentation
Upon their heads laid

Shady reputations
Imagine the pain
Families split up
Again and again
Stony indifference
Insensitively
Case loads of monkeys
Just want to be free

American medics
Testing and torture
Horrible experiments
Carried out badly
Intelligent souls
There are few controls
Injuries happening
Sadly.

Ethiopian airlines
Are carrying cargo
Live monkeys fearful
and suffering so
Packed in wooden cases
in cargo holds
Pining and fearful
For really they know

Freedom is over
It’s guaranteed suffering
Wounded and injected
Insufferably
Split from their families
From wildness and caring
A daily dose coming
Unmistakenly.

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She’s totally eggless

Her ovi duct was broken
The countless eggs she’d lay
We’re stolen by the farmer
Every sodding day
Creation lost forever
A poor hen in distress
Working like the clappers
And no one cares a less

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VAT

A tax on education
Is Labours bright idea
Clawing back a fortune
To the black hole built of fear
The collective tears and emotion
The suffering the pain
The chancellor of the exchequer
Her struggle is in vain

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Eagle eyes

Thankyou Rob Hill
Being out on the town
Looking for faux
And what is going down
The arses a selling real skins and real fur
Calling it faux
Seeing others refer

To ethical standards
To a bargain perhaps
Selling the real thing
All under wraps
Animals tortured and dying so some
Can buy into murder
And there are some

Market boy outfits
And cheaper end styles
Really you don’t have travel for miles
Rogues and the wide eyed
Are out in the street
Selling the real fur
From China tweet tweet

Tell the rogues out there
Selling the stuff
It’s real you can feel
Selling real fur is tough
The killing trade is sinful
Racoon dog and more
Terrible torture
And against the law

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