The great Independent
the Terrier Men
oft bloody sadistic
do we know when
this sporting pastime
will be declared banned
tormenting foxes
i can’t understand
hunting with dogs
digging out its a sin
shooting a fox
only one
way in where is the welfare
where is their soul
just cowardly pleasure
out of control
travelling miles
For the “crack”
the terriers in
meeting the fox from behind
The vile sin
of the fog laying into
The arse of the fox
ripping it to bits
atv the sight
it just rocks
Any emotion the intestines too
ripped into shreds
That’s what the dogs do
a hunt sees such carnage
such evil such pain
forty per cent of the foxes
insane
with the feral attention
the blood everywhere
the terrier vampires
so awfully aware
fox baiting
badger baiting yes as well
all these fancy huntsmen
monsters under a spell
faces ripped to pieces
dogs eating underground
too fats to escape
Or even turn around
terrier men the worse of the bunch
Watching them work
Would turn you off lunch