Lady Gaga in Bulgaria

Materialism personified
Irreverent and wrong
To wallow in the death of others
Perverted all along
Self-centred and uncaring
Acquisitive denial
Fifty beautiful badgers
Someone did defile
A lily livered trapper
A sinful dark display
A transgression of the boudaries
Apparently they say

Hermes son of Zeus
Mother Maia tenderly
Would not have appreciated
Necessarily
A Fairly famous singer
Wearing such a coat
From skins of the wild Badgers
Who were worthy of great note

Lives would have been disrupted
Families ruined by
The death of all these animals
Many would ask why
Was their a need and if there was
Compared to the Badgers need
The utter contempt and paltriness
To see so many bleed

And bleed they did in heart and body
And no doubt cubs as well
Such scurrilous behaviour
Leaving them in hell
Misprized and undervalued
By gods almighty hand
For a furrier of fashion
Despised throughout the land

The forgetfulness of creation
That miracle abroad
Life the wild emotions
So someone can afford
The karmic debt accruing
The finality of death
The nocturnal forest woodland
Will I know hold their breath

The presumption they are righteous
Ostentatious to the core
Equitable and reasonable
And merited and more
To walk the earth in Bulgaria
In somebody elses skin
Whose life can never be replaced
There is no deeper sin

It certainly is beastly
That much I will say
Spiteful baleful malice
Which can never go away
Its callous and cold hearted
Provoking angry thoughts
Women ought to be beautiful
Not covered in all those warts

Its terribly ungracious
For Lady Gaga to
Strut about imagining
She has the right to do
Anything she fancies
Nothings beyond the pale
Which really shows how intolerant
She is and she will fail

To antagonize the public
With malevolent intent
Is in many way so arrogant
Its not money well spent
Killing all these innocent souls
So she can strut her stuff
Imagining fifty dead badgers
Hanging off her is enough

To keep her in the papers
So anyone might say
Doesnt she look stunning
In a perverted sort of way
All that death and torture
Fashioned in that coat
Lady gaga’s music
Doesnt rock my boat

Its audacious and provactive
And frankly it is sad
To imagine all those badger cubs
Grew up without a dad
Perhaps as little orphans
Died a death alone
Wondering why their parents
Never did come home