Shooting on the run

A bunch of lousy tossers
Or hunters as they are called
Signed up for some carnage
By some beaters who have schooled
Their dogs to flush the buck out
And supposedly there are some
Ready to be shot to death
Thats the rule of thumb

Camouflage and rifles
Ammo by the ton
Trucked up to the heavy bush
Underneath the sun
Hiding in positions
Binoculars abroad
Hopeful for some action
Because they can afford

Hunting on the run
The animals do not stand a chance
Alldays thats at Braam farm
Its all money thats their stance
4 or 5 days shooting of anything around
One hopes they shoot each other
Flushed out watch them bound
Across the rough old farm land
And are cut down in a mo
Really there is no where left for these victims to go
They are there yea to get slaughtered
The first day they took out 3
Animals murdered in cold blood
Thats how it has to be

We wrote to the local government
And told them about the scene
How very obnoxious it all was
And really just how mean
The farmer selling off the animals
To be shot like this
Surely he is a heartless slob
Who is, taking the piss

These animals are lovely
Healthy youthful, they
Don’t need shooting just for fun
that really is no way
To deal with conservation
Which is critical and must
Not be at the end of a barrel
And kicking up the dust