Killing game birds

All sorts of birds are killed every year
It seems all these sicko’s
Are very clear
The glorious 12th of August proclaims
It’s when Snipe can be gunned down
So many names
Pheasants and Partridge and Red Grouse
And Ducks
geese, Snipe and WoodCock plover and Coot
Beautiful winged friends
Lost every one with a12 or 20 bore
Massive shot gun
Murder most foul.
Murder for sure
On Beautiful game birds
We start our war