There is no honour amongst friends
That much we know is true
Greyhounds give themselves away
By running as they do
Racing around a track
To catch the non existent one
Winning is the only way
When the day is done
In Australia the evil
The heartlessness it be
Rife the strife of failing
Is death the breath will be
No more all greyhounds suffer
It gets tougher every race
If you don’t win
Or worse get placed
Death comes easily
Logan’s Run
And Werina Ace both killed
For being last
Broken legs just don’t win races
That when their die was cast
The owners have no pity
Their nobility is shit
Shady reputations
A term that’s bound to fit
Following this so called sport
Betting serves to see
Across the country racing
And torture constantly
Suffering these dogs are killed
If they don’t make the grade
Falling out of favour
That’s their stock in trade
How demeaning how opprobrious
Frantically I see
Animals who try their best
And are injured tragically
In stead of being cared about
Healed and rewarded they
Are taken outside and shot to death
That is how they pay
It’s so humiliating
There is no dignity
The irreverence is everywhere
So not a lot to see
To just be taken for granted
To give so much yet fail
To run until your bollocks ache
When your told to hit the trail
Loyalty was given
The sacredness of soul
Running like the clappers
In what was a big shit hole
The blankness and the indifference
No eyebrows raised no more
Just taken for granted
In what is your homespun war