Denmark truthfully appears
To sink into a mire of tears
First animal brothels
Then the dead giraffe
And now a Lion
The country is naff
It wants to dissect
A lion I hear
In front of children
To me its clear
Education of this sort
Is clearly done with little thought
The Faroe islanders pilot whales
The grindrap and more sordid tales
Of dissection it does seem to me
That in Denmark I will never be
Anywhere near them again
That poor giraffe
Who died in vain
And was used to feed the Lions
Insane
Honestly to me so plain
As the nose upon my face
That the poor old human race
Is going down hill
At a pace
Especially in Denmark