Trapping a crime of the worst magnitude

Trapping its the vilest crime
that I can bear to think about
its down there in the pits
the bowels
I share the souls disgust
no man with any heart could
ever break an earthling’s trust
but setting a contraption
and baiting it with food
and fooling some sweet innocent
with a crime that is so crude
remember Mr Trapper
that soul was created to
be where you sunk your hellish frame
how sad that your clueless, who
in their right mind would entertain
or look you in the face
honest Mr Trapper
you are a waste of space