The wearing of fur

Mindlessness its a genuine claim
Ignorance the claim to fame
Unintelligent you could say
And inconceivable anyway

Apathetic and uninvolved
Incurious no problem solved
Attention to detail
Lost it seems
Nit taming heed
Of current streams

An aberration that they good
Great
Detached perhaps
Well just of late
Unnoticing the current trends
That puts an end to our furry friends

That oversight neglects to see
The current wave of mendacity
Preoccupied with the fashion scene
The designer set how ever mean
150 animals die
Their skins ripped off
Don’t ask me why
We allow thus shit
But it seems we do
Ema
Thy absent and that is true

We discriminate and we trap them we
The departmental stores oh yes they be
Exacting the best price and feeling the pain
As their precious blood goes down the drain

They do lack judgement it seems to me
This trade is the ugliest cruelty
The animals suffer so much they do
For a full length coat now worn by you
All those beautiful animals lost
Imagine madam of that cost
Families perish underground
In their own juices they are drowned
A sociopath the sickest sort
Walks about with little thought

Lacks the foresight of the day
No anticipation I would say
No presumption of a cause
And when it comes they want to pause
Window shopping in the raw
And the activist they both ignore

That women wandering in the store
Is met by an activist who is sure
Her credulity sucks I would say
We should dissent its the only way
Totally unconscious here
Nescient and insincere
She calls the police and she complains
Feel the anger in her veins

Her elegance is her idea
A fluency from ear to ear
A tasteless tramp now bearing fear
So noticed when she did appear
A big disservice to us all
A mean morbidity
Down the hall

No defence for the murder trade
All their precious blood is laid
On the traps hidden from view
So hostile to those creatures who
Amble by perchance to fly
The contraption snaps
And the leg hold bites
As the sensitive runs out of nights

They have no defence for these
Ugly coats
Only rascality comes from their throats
They have the right
For whatever they wear
If they consent and are aware

All dressed up like lady muck
Clearly they don’t care a fuck
Plunderers of earthling souls
In their very many roles
In a stupor and lethargy
Half hearted and weak willed
Actually

A wonderment to reach us all
The title deeds behind the wall
Feathers drawn and skin peeled tight
An enmity thats good and bright
They are suffering badly everyone
Be it Lions and Tigers
Who in The sun
Romp and play and growl all day
Graduates now I would say

The permutations are everywhere
Everyone wants to be aware
Tossing the blankets into the air
And what comes down all the despair
With no regret and no relief
Really it beggars all belief
A smooth transition to make some noise
Extracting all the natural joys
Recovery is on the cards
Made possible by these extra guards