Galgos and the miserable hunter

Hanging in trees like horrific baubles
Thrown into wells like slag from a wheel
Tossed into the mountains to die a sad death
Hunting dogs how would we feel
These rotten hunters when the season is over
Or greyhounds get injured then what they do
Murder their charges violence is sadly
Part of their make up
Oh yes its true.
The dogs do have foresight
They know what is coming
Galgos so sensitive