Why did Cecil have to die?
To be tortured for 40 hours
To cry
His heart out, whilst the
World just slept
And its not as if he was not adept
To living with his family, he
Was a collared Lion who was born free
Till a yank from Minnesota spied
His flowing mane and of course they lied
Lured this lion
Out of the park
And of course they did it after dark
With a dead soul strapped upon his truck
To entice dear Cecil, what a fuck!
This callous arse
Then did shoot
Cecil the Lion
With an arrow the loot
50’000 smackeroo’s
Which left us all singing
The blues
Then mutilation all the way
And he scarpered back to the USA
To his closed down practice
And the uproar
Of the AR protestors
Who knew the score
He cant be found
No matter what
With Cecil struggling
Till he was shot
The agony of forty hours
And Oxford Uni’s
Special flowers
Sending back rich data via
His precious collar
And feline fire
As for Walter Palmer
Deciding he
Would murder the Lion
From Zimbabwe
The whole world stops
To regret this fact
For Thats how all angels
Do react