Canned hunting sickens us all a sweet giraffe just another victim of man’s arrogance

Don’t look into the camera lens
you vile and rotten sod
what you did in seconds
took aeons for its god
to create this perfect animal
this gorgeous sweet giraffe
and you, you are just so selfish
yes we saw you laugh

you think that you are very brave
you imagine that its cool
to canned hunt some poor animal
to stick it on your wall
its the epitome of evil
to do this kind of thing
and the people who allowed
it
they didn’t care to bring

you somehow to your senses as to what
you did that day
when you picked your bloody rifle
up
and blew this soul away
it never even thought bad thoughts
about you
it never harmed you it never crossed its mind
it was happy chewing on some nice fresh leaves
the kindest nicest animal you could find

innocent and pleasing to the environment
but you just had to cut it down and see
its life force draining from it
you got some weird emotion
when most see this we die a bit for we

are sad so bloody sad that people do this
pay the piper who delivers souls
victims to be bought and sold
assassins handing over gold
to me this stinks
its news I would rather miss

and the dead giraffe its head
is in the wrong place
so you man handle it just no respect
its dead you killed it leave it, it is resting
no you drag it getting it erect

you want to show the world
what you get up to
are you really proud
of what you did
canned hunting really isn’t hunting
its murder of the innocent
the lid

is off the bottle everybody knows this
canned hunts
are done for money and we know
those of you who kill these charming creatures
your overdrawn and your karma stakes now grow