A pilot whale that beached itself
In a protest so I hear
Has been floated and gone off
To show the world at large
The fear
The worst some 700 or so are torn apart
In the Faroes in a grind there
By people without heart
A brave attempt or so it seems
To make us all aware
All these pilot whales are slaughtered
This agony they share
Cut to ribbons make crimson tides
And The waves run ugly there
But this bold whale got off the sand
Because Orkney folk do care