Poor Bear

A meaningless murder
A huntress doth pose
Close to a bear
Its head I suppose
Almost as big as the women
And she
Ambushed this creature
Till then wandering free

She unaccountable for what she had done
Inexpressible behaviour under the sun
A puzzling end to beautiful soul
Shot down in cold blood
By a mendacious doll
Bating this creature
Ambushing it she
Slaughtered this bear
That we all can see

Just for a photograph
Turgid and forced
This insensitive women
For some reason sourced
A really huge bear
Such a graceless divide
What do these hunters
Have deep down inside

A sickness an insanity
Mindless they be
Gaining enjoyment from the death
All can see
A gloriously handsome
Creature lies dead
With a bloody great hole
In the side of his head

No respect anymore
Afflicted she be
A very sad ending
A catastrophe
The bear has a family
And hunted to death
An insidious habit
Of denying souls breath

She is way wicked
All teeth and cap
A women of action
Just full of crap
She is no warrior
Just an artless refrain
Creating adversity
Her only gain

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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