They have been pulling the wool over our eyes

Apparently the sheep Farmers
Drag their feet a lot
They get a bit complacent
And good husbandry is not
Adhered to when it’s needed
When the mothers need the feed
Having twins and triplets
Really it does lead
A good Merino sheep to suffer
Pregnancy we know
mothers need to be cared for
Need support so all can grow
Neglected in their hours of need
Single mothers too
End up losing babies
If cold weather does ensue

And we know in South Australia
At night
Temperatures Thy fall away
And The fight
to keep young babies safe
On any given day
Is a fight they have been losing
Every little waif
Needs love and care
The prophecy when tiny
It’s a need
And farmers have got to man up
And, increase the feed

Otherwise the inevitable happens
Every year
Millions don’t withstand the harshness
And that’s very clear
Some 15 million babies perish every year
unbelievable carnage
So much suffering and fear

For babies it’s impossible
Though the industry just hides
It’s worried that animal rights will get involved
And so decides
To not publicise the statistics
And unsettling the trade
In WOOL where they make their profits
So on their heads is laid

The admission that the carnage
In inclement weather they
Must stop making excuses
And care for them to say
There is a need and sacrifice so many
All down to Lack of care
The duty that a farmer has
Is seemingly not there
The lives o little baby lambs
Sacrificed each year
Because the farmers cannot
Get their arses into gear
An of course wool has been suffering
Such cruelty and pain
Shameless brazen laggards
Watching their profits drain
It’s wicked and unquotable
Imagine freezing rain
And little lambs go through it
Really it’s insane
Australian Wool should suffer
The agony it’s caused
So many little lives cut short
Because the farmers paused

It has been amoral
A really slippery slope
They couldn’t get out of their beds it seems
And the babies had no hope
The wool trade needs a wake up call
All these deaths and gloom
Down to neglect and laziness
Really there’s no room
For such ugly practices
The WOOL trade has to be
Showing moral fibre
Not such dishonesty
The injustice and the artfulness
Their villainous display
Where tiny babies come into this world
And are dead within a day

To me it’s criminality
It’s evil to the core
There is no excuse
For Animal abuse
That much I am sure
Selfish egoistic
Must be made to leave the scene
For what is happening at this moment
Is truthfully obscene.