Pamplona 3

Bullies Cowards and Psychopaths
Ruffians and Louts
Pamplona teaches some souls
in case the sane had doubts
running with the bewildered Bulls
through the streets of Spain
the bulls eyes have been filed away
its horns sliced
its in pain
look at its frantic movements
look closelyr
all will gain
an insight into cruelty
and the most abject pain

and torture for you see
the bulls have aggravation
and now the crowds who be
cretins sangria fills thier soul
head down the sad Bull, he
is charging this way
charging that way
chaos we can see
goring any rag doll
that really comes to near
tossing them around like jetsum
those Bulls have so much fear

its coursing through their arteries
the crowd too on their case
this is total madness
from the bloody human race
it is not a festival
its is not a show
it is mindless hoodlums
who really ought to know
better but of course
in the hot sun what do they do
pull the bulls tail eke them on
and pay the price they do

the Psycopath’s the ruffians
the idiots are lost
the infamy is everywhere
and some must bear the cost
gored and in the ambulance
almost torn apart
the bulls will die soon in the ring
most with a broken heart

of course they will be murdered
by the silken clad brigade
who stick them with their bloody swords
until their strength does fade
and then the coup d’etat a thrust
a sword into a spine
the bloody it gushes skywards
to the sound of flowing wine