A cool dude he isn’t a sick sod he is

to evolve is something

sme men have simply never done

they imagine they are cool

dudes

whilst lazing in the sun

with just a hint of winter

they don  another’s skin

self love its all about self love

a selfish nasty spin

aware oh! they are aware

alright

but for them its about style

a full length coat

of fur designed

by some arse

with a pile

clearly not of note at all

for another selfish fool

who ignorantly delves in death

and doesn’t care at all

so self absorbed its vanity

that drives their ego’s on

only cares for number one

a narciissist a con

ungenerous

a parsimnious geyser

one might say

who might have a designer poodle

but not know the time of day

what really bugs me with these

guys

they do not know of guilt

the misdeeds they are doing

right up to the hilt

wicked they are senseless

ugly  and at fault

one of the cloven hoof brigade

who ought to cry a halt

but sadly for the animals

they steal from

they fight shy

of any sort of criticism

as to really why

animals have to die

so they can wear their skins and be

looking in the windows of shop windows

just to see

their shape their gait

how preposterous

they don’t think so, they

imagine they are just god’s gift

to women I would say

any thinking women

any caring lass

would not give them a second look

I mean to say so crass

they look so unbelievable

and really so unkind

no women would be phased by them

how ever wined or dined

Fur weares are not bearers

they are senseless  and unfeeling

not just towards the animals

but humans and   its revealing

to see the so called starlets

and others strut their stuff

in the dead bodies of others

I can say I have had enough

their riches are intended

to create a better world

but in point of fact they

add to its destruction

we are hurled

into

a sick delerium

for their wickedness is rife

to parade about as they all do

brings grief and utter strife

to many whilst just lining

the pockets of a few

the trappers and the hunters

and the furriers who do

their damndest with creation

who murder and who maim

who are the vilest creatures

and fail to take the blame

The fur trade is an evil trade

a conniving bunch who do

the darkest work in evil ways

and they will, pay for it too

the flit about in moonlit hours

and take the spoils of those

who hoodwink, and trap the innocent

where clearly anything goes