Beating working animals

A creature of habit
A hard working soul
A sensitive being
A man out of control
Ignorant idiot
Beating a donkey
That’s giving its all
Every hour of each day
Not fed little water
Expected to slave
With heavy cargo
For the nastiest knave

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Who

Who is who
Dullards do
An association that be true
They Get their grips into children’s brains
For that is where they are at, with pains
Consuming gentle innocence
With their lefty sickening howls
Telling them to touch themselves
As the darkness fouls
The mind with evil banter
This group of the darkly vile
The paedophilic monsters arise
And should be on trial

Children walk a tightrope
Swinging in their lair
The WHO association
Nothing there is fair
Mindless darkly monsters
Their evil thoughts they share
A long time irreverence
If they only were aware

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Essential oil from a sunshine herb

Eternal love my goodness
We all want that don’t we
A wild plant of the hillsides
Where it grows positively
Helichrysum italicum
A curried sweet bouquet
We ought to buy a bottle
Or grow some right away.

Came via a tweet from Claudia

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Agriculture is murder

Agriculture is murder
It’s real cruelty
To animals friends
A true tragedy
Men work in death camps
They torture us they
Work with the government inspectors
Who pay little attention
To our cruelty
To the true regulations
That were written to free

Us of this vile agony

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Pigs the end game

All packed together
The slaughterhouse gates
Will soon see the end game
Miserable states
Of emotional stress
They can hear they can smell
The blood and the guts
And the infinite hell.

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Donkey

Seemingly tis said a beast of burden
Smaller than a horse an Ass maybe
A domesticated equine
From Africa
Intelligent and emotional
A sign

Deeply loyal respected
Noble hearted
A gentle nature
Resilient through and through
Our highly developed sense of smell
Is wonderful
Locating food and water
Yes they do

Protectors of other animals
Around them
Very expressive faces to be sure
Long ears in which they
regulate
Their temperature
A developed personality
You know them is to adore

Follys Farm and forever home
Potten End

On our open days come and see and support us

If We are local to you
Support us please

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Rapists

Raping girls until they bleed
And little boys as well
Sexual deviants everyone
Born it seems in hell
What they need is being beaten
With red hot pokers they
Need to feel the undoubted strength
Of red hot metal
All the way to their soul

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The meat trade sickens me

Frustration imagine it will you
A gestation crate is to where
Farmers pack pigs into daily
Leaving them sad with despair
Biting the bars makes their mouth sore
No where to turn everyday
Torture it’s happening horribly
The meat trade is evil I say

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Spanish diplomats

What’s wrong with all these judges
these diplomats
what’s wrong
Raping little children
These shits do not belong
Anywhere near children
Vile indifferent sods
Who need a damned good hiding

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Experimentation on animals

Experimentation they call it
Surgical torture each day
Vicious indescribable evil
And what’s it all for anyway
Technicians their arrogant journeys
A white coat and they are away
Protected by commercial moguls
Who make sure they all get good pay

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Scott a man of mystery

He dug into the concrete bare
Looking for relics
That were there
Scott the author
Scott the man
On antiquities had been his plan
A gardener a sacred soul
Scott we love you

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Great apes sensitivity

Marcus saw Michael in a different light
Marcus the Gorilla
His keeper not right
Gorillas are able
To pick up the scent
Of sickness apparently
And all of this meant
Michael was growing sicker by the day
The gorilla sensed this
And hugged him
His way
Of showing his love
For his keeper
His soul
Urge being thoughtful and caring
A role
No one expected
But great apes can be
Amazingly genuine
And seemingly
Honourable actually

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What amounts to torture

Ignorant arrogance
Natives whose eyes
Are not seeing agony
And that belies
The bloody obvious
The seething pain
How our tired bodies
Are broken

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Milk slaves and kidnap

Kidnap it is
And a mother in pain
Losing her baby
It drives them insane
A farmer is doing it
Profiting he
Is selling her milk
It’s a big travesty
Ofcourse she’s beside
herself
Suffering so
Chasing the wagon
Where ere it does go

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Airy faery dairies

milk supping humans
Have got to accept
Rape kidnap and murder
Is sadly swept
Under the carpets by dairies today
And young calves are murdered
And it’s not ok
Cows milk is for cows
Calves die a death
Why are humans stupid

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It’s a pig of a life

You can see it all
On my face expressions of pain
Of grief of belief
Yes the meat trades insane
Bacon and spare ribs
And burgers test us
From the heartless consumers
We are under their bus
Herded into trucks
Gassed that our fate
We all are fearful

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A pig of a day in the life of a sow

The eye says it all
He had not been to school
Bred on a farm
That’s what he
Found himself living
With nobody giving
Him credence for wanting to be
Alive and living
With his family tree
But one day the slaughterhouse calls
He did not put a foot wrong
But he did belong
To the meat trade
Oh fiddle dee dee 🐖

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Vegans and their sacred karma

Vegans care
And want to eat
Life forces
That never cheat
The animal world
Not ever they
Vegetable materialsFlowers and shoots
Getting to the nations roots
Raw and cooked boiled and fried
Wild and organic strong and mild
Animals don’t get a look in here
Birds or fish
It’s very clear
Growing material
Everywhere
It’s now what the vegans share
Eat seeds and roots and leaves

Instant poem for Zakoor the Bard
Great to be friends

It’s never hard
When we are vegan

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Wrapped up but not for long. By a fish

How to stifle me an eye ful
Where’s the rifle
Best it be aimed
Let me be murdered quickly
Not left sickly
As us claimed
Wrap me in a see through parcel
The oxygen yes I can see
But when it’s used up in my parcel
It will be the death of me

Instant poem from the Bard Zakoor

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I be that horse from out that mine

A horse they force into the source of evil down below
It really wants to romp with joy
But down the mines
They do employ
To see the sky to smell each morn
To just be glad
That he was born
Instead trussed up into the earth
Forced to slave for all his worth
Poor old soul he muttered low
In the field I prefer to go
But sadly it’s what I must do
Slave down the mine
Yes folks that’s true.

An instant poem from the Bard Zakoor

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Animals and their dwindling Rights

William Blake
Knew of karmic Debt
All those years ago
“Robin red breast in his cage”
His auguries on show

Me well I have been
Penning odes
For over 70 years
Following in the footsteps
Of the great souls it appears

“Auguries of Innocence”
Billions of souls have died
The Meat Trade
And the Farmers
Their profits they’ve denied

Mothers fathers babies
Slaughtered in Great pain
Stunned and frightened
And others killed
In front of us just slain

In front of some
mothers
Baby piglets smashed
Down hard on a concrete floor
Their little heads just bashed

Watching their legs still twitching
Families feel this woe
Government inspectorate
Watching as we know
The runts don’t get a look in
Gestation fall aways
Why infants ?
all that karma
Still blow after blow

The cruelty at slaughter
And now Halal we see
And Kosher no pre stunning
Bled out violently
Multi purpose slaughter
It’s happening today
Halal kosher and conventional
The meat trade cries Hoo ray

Carnivoral Death and karmic Debt
The title of Blake’s ode
I have written thousands of them
But it doesn’t bode
All that well for animals
Whom They slaughter everyday
In front of each other,
Just imagine that
They pray

The Jewish and the Muslims
In their sacred tongues
Conventionally their wondrous prayers
More so heed the tongues
Of government Inspectorate
Who sadly fail to see
The vile and vicious end of life
That happens seemingly.

20% of halal probably tortured pain
And almost all of the kosher kills
They watch all the blood drain
Out onto the kill floor
That is what they do
Slaughter every innocent
Yes my Dears it’s true.

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Sows suffer so

Ofcourse we see it’s in her eyes
Her thoughts her mind we realise
She is aching in her precious soul
Finding hard to be in control
Of the ugliest idea
The nastiest end
Her babies were murdered
And now my friend
She will be slaughtered
Hung up to die
The pain and the suffering
For me, I just cry
That this sacred creation
Will end up as meat
With nitrites and god knows what else

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Halal Islamic Law

A swift deep cut to an innocent throat
A dedication by a Muslim who
Complete blood drainage
Is supposed to be
Ethical and hygienic
But I as a VEGAN do not agree

A BismillaH recited
Means nothing to me
I feel for the animals
And what I see
Is it’s cruel and it’s absolute
Which is now why
About 80% are pre stunned
They don’t die
Their not dead
But at least
They can be
Woken again
From what is some 20 %
I do not agree
It was never meant
Religious slaughter
It’s shouldn’t take place
And that it’s allowed
Is a blooming disgrace.

All its blood drained
Never pigs or birds of prey
Or from meat eating animals
That’s what they say
No other methods
No contamination
Yet mixed slaughterhouses
Across our nation

Apparently it’s happening
Agonised slaughter
It’s bloody horrible
It’s bloody horrible

Which is why I have been vegan
Over 60 years

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Often the retort from ignorant purchasers in the meat trade

The ignorant they are quick to retort
We go to a small butcher
Somehow they thought
He would be kinder
It’s bloody wrong
Many are buying slaughterhouse
And belong
To viciousness and horror
We see it every day
Despite government inspectors
Who look the other way

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May time is here again

A merry month of May arrives
Full of joyful life
Bird song welcomes everyone
Primroses are everywhere
Coming to an end
Searching out the artist in our souls
This wild flung friend
Five petals and five stamens
Thanks to the bee’s we see
Pollination going on
Guaranteed and free

Transferring plant materials
From other plants ensures
Natures wondrous advantages
I have to note it scores
Highly on the healthy look
And honestly ensures
All the pollinators Wasps and bees and all
Tirelessly they work their magic
From their godly school

Look out just see the buttercups
A perfect blaze of gold
Hated by the farmer
Who quietly yes May scold
Nature for incorporating these plants
In his field
Bitter very acrid tasting
Horridly does wield
A kind of upset really
For the cows for they do know
And keep away from Buttercups
Wherever they may grow.

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Awelfa in Spring

Near my house is a track
It, doesn’t go that far
Bounded by bushes
And wild flowers that are
Edible many of them
Just free to eat
Where hedgehogs and even a stoat
Do compete

Sedums and ground Ivy clovers
As well
Dandelions, plantains
Shops do not sell
But they are for free here
Herbals that can
Be thought of as sacred
For yes common man

With sun in the sky
The dandelions they
Are awake with their petals
On each sunny day
The flowers and the stems can be eaten
For they
make a stem pasta
That’s really ok

The flowers in a salad
Helps tone up the skin
Strengthens our blood
It means we can win

Hands down, they are free
No money to pay
Every bit of the plant
Can be eaten each day
Dandelion tea from the leaves
Or the flowers
is good for our livers
It has restorative powers

Yes All around in the early light
The wild flowers love to be
A myriad of different plants
Growing cheerfully.
Wild garlic in the bushy shade
And lots of wild birds they
Come to pick up all the seeds
That brighten up each day.

The dry stone walls
Are everywhere
Where slow worms come and rest
Lichens mosses wild birds even
Move here for its best
A quiet public walk way
Just three houses here
I am the topper most White House
Where serenity my dear

Is always close

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Soulitary

I be a melodic minstrel
Closer to my bounteous Queen
Whose beauty is an abundance
In the forests and mountains green

At night she sends her magic
And on my pillow i
Share the spell bound mysteries
With opal tears

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The Protection for KOSHER Meat eating humans

Kosher killings
And consumption
Apparently appears to me
Not to accommodate the vast numbers
Who accumulate insensitively
Only the front part of each carcass
And Only purely healthy souls
Are ever consumed by Jewish people
Presumably its the other ghouls
Eating the rear ends and the organs
The processed mobsters minced away
Into burgers and stomach linings
And fried with trans fats
Day on day

Kidneys and livers accumulate
Insecticides and glyphosate
And other rotten toxic compounds
That science ever did create
Tongues must taste other tongues
And stomachs too
Blood vessels circulating alien blood flow
And excrete their waste it seems it’s so
alien roughage laced with horrors
Fraught with karma and possibly
Whereas Kosher feels protective
Of The deliberate entity.

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Harts head slaughterhouse. And some of the animals voicing their opinions

Slaughtering by its very name is iniquitous
Laws in place apparently protect
Various forms of killing methodology
Halal and Kosher non stun but are they
checked
Animals are very sensitive beings
Up against the machinery of man
The stench of death the fear
You can cut it with a knife
The bellowing the agony
The evil and the strife
Kosher only uses the front end of a soul
The rest is used in halal and conventional
Whose role
Is basically to frighten
Their innocence one sees
Undefiled and spotless
Unworldly callow frees
Every cow that follows
Bloodlust everywhere
Fear and fright the sounds in spite
And what is such despair

Being prodded forward
Which is against the
law
They are being persecuted
And threatened for sure

Threats from all directions
Like hostages they be
Intimidated at every step
The blackguards seemingly
Prodding using expletives
Angering the soul
Blood and snot and pitilessness
And where is the control

We are suffering so very much
Heavy hands and hate
Infringing on our gentle nature
Unduly they berate
Scant respect for how we feel
Going to our death
Murder most foul around the corner
And our love for breath

They feel like vindictive bastards
Defiant in their way
Bruising us and injuring us
EstablishIng their way
of being extra brutal
Self centred sods they be
Heavy handed hurtful swipes
Leaving us bloody

A wickedness is in the air
A slippery slope to the end of life
It just ain’t bloody fair
We have not done wrong
We have realised
Our time is up today
And we are being slaughtered
In an egregious way

The stench of blood and guts and vomit
Fill us the extreme
Shouting swearing electric prodding
Hearing old friends scream
Laws what laws ?
what religion
Culpability
Many caught red handed
Being cruel now blatantly

Slaughter men are heartless
Soulless actually
They wound us and they stab us
It’s all done awfully
Hurtfully as if they can’t feel pain
In their own way
We are just abandoned
Each one of us today

Religion special practices
The joke apparently
No One knows what’s going on
But we suffer terribly
They wound us they cut bits off us
Decapitate us we
were breathing just a bit before
It’s vile degeneracy

Legal flaws are every where
Humanity it stinks
Vegans are the angelic souls
Honestly their links
With heaven and the cherubs
Compared to ritual dying
Halal and kosher inconsolable
It’s well death defying

Despite the stipulations
False labelling of soughts
The ugliness personified
The really wayward thoughts
Slaughtering us animals
Is torture all the way
Meat eaters of the universe
Yes
you are bound to pay
Karma the profound one
The vapour in the air
We pray now for more vegans
To just be more aware

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A better sort of carnivore

The meat trade
Distinguishes certain depositaries
The domesticated
Chained in their barn
Not allowed to eat wild plants
And manifest order
Allotted the pre chosen
Fixed amount yarn

More and more land use
For more and more animals
Fatter and fatter
The milk supping souls
Not the calves
They don’t matter
Kidnapped from mother
Who chase farmers carts
Sisters or brother

More sad broken families
More dairy cows crying
Vegetarians really
Are soft carnivores
The Meat eating market
Cannibals
Actually
And all of the sacrifice
Tragically falls

On the animals

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