Monthly Archives: September 2023

Weird behaviour on the face of it

Birds get awfully uncomfortable Sometimes in the wild Itchy and scratchy And acting like a child They may settle on an ants nest And let the ants climb Up over their bodies It’s called Anting And with time Ants give … Continue reading

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Whales

Whales make rainbows Every day Made of light Along the way Spirited endearing souls Embracing all their goddess roles Harpooned often Torn apart Dragged through oceans From the start JApan Norway Iceland three Countries where insanity Such unfeeling feels to … Continue reading

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WildnessvSuburbia

Those people wanting to live Out in the forested climes well they Feel the need to breathe the wildness They move closer to the day When wildness shares their garden The Deer The Squirrel who The fox and perhaps the … Continue reading

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Tragedy

The farm it’s sheltered by the woods Old trees descend and cover well A creaking door a rotten score An ugly ogre I hear tell Near rotten bend who dares defend The moralistic strategy Left behind a family Of three … Continue reading

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Vulnerability

Emblazoned on its stonework Ancient readings where Literal translation And cracking seems to share The legends and the stories The vulnerability The mighty Tor holed out and wet In defence of Liberty.

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Livestock Poo and the Dung Beetle

Marsupial poo Which is Dry to the touch Tasty I am sure A problem as such out there a problem exists Day to day Cow pats huge numbers Rotting away Some thirty million Cows, so we hear 12 craps a … Continue reading

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A prisoner of yours

A wild girl suffering every hour Lonely a head full of tears Caged up with resentment Of course and many fears Remembering the hunters The hounds their rasping calls The horses and the squirrel men And now more of you, … Continue reading

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Angora

imagine the extent of pain A Rabbit feels perhaps insane With agony each tuft they pull Angora 4 Angora Wool A gentle bunny so forlorn Wishing it was never born Wearing their wool those who do Makes me puke when … Continue reading

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Larcenists of life

The thieving nicking filching Carried out by those Compromising arse oles The hunters who suppose They give themselves the right to murder Our wild souls of the forest The beautiful red foxes Their vixens and their cubs In earthy tunnels … Continue reading

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Whale killing Arse oles

Imagine that netting Freedom the setting Hauled out of the sea And smashed on a deck Covered in ice And nothing that’s nice The air’s failing fast Your die is cast Agony sets in Your dying I am a fish … Continue reading

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I am dying why don’t you care

Imagine that netting Freedom the setting Hauled out of the sea And smashed on a deck Covered in ice And nothing that’s nice The air’s failing fast Your die is cast Agony sets in Your dying I am a fish … Continue reading

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Calf victims millions of them

Blooded heads and matted fur Calves just babies they Born as bovine animals Many every day Make calves on the veal highway Human beings will Drink their mothers of course And then the calves we kill Scary Dairy a bit … Continue reading

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Glastonbury

Stand up there surveying The wondrous Avalon The greenery the cloudscape It stretches out upon Everything that’s marvellous The spirit and the soul Walk back down to Glastonbury Festooned in history In spells and bells and magic In a magnetic … Continue reading

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Calves to render

Blooded heads and matted fur Calves just babies they Born as bovine animals Many every day Make calves on the veal highway Human beings will Drink their mothers of course And then the calves we kill Scary Dairy a bit … Continue reading

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A trophy Bear

Hunters have no care The bears they kill are all about A Trophy on a dusty wall The babies are the doubt The evil and the painfulness Of families in the wilderness It’s all to do with manning up And … Continue reading

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Glastonbury

Sunrise such excitement And awareness of it all The golden taste of rapture Mother Nature’s call To all wild souls wherever They be on Avalon Enthused by Arthur’s herstory Which just rolls on and on

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20 mph

91 % of the Welsh Thought it a bad idea 9% were keen on it Drakeford though was clear Snails pace really was to be The top speed on the street It would cut the accident rate And just make … Continue reading

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Bull fighting

For 40years I’ve been writing About 🐃fighting there It’s ugly evil nasty torture Nothing about it’s fair They weaken 🐃🐃with rotten acts Stabbings, chillies in each eye Then get some murdering maniac To ensure the poor souls die Cut their … Continue reading

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Animals poor things

It’s right of course meat eaters What do they really care They have no ethic or sentiment They seem so unaware The animals just suffer just so much despair They die one after the other Stooped in blood and shit … Continue reading

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Halal

Breathing still Blood everywhere Halal pain So much despair Writhing savagely Still aware Trying to Moo It’s eyes in stare Throat cut

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Glastonbury

Sheep were dotted here and there Taking their early green The odd wild herb to enliven them Soaking up the scene Of St Michael’s Tower Deliberately Scaling down the Tor a characterful tree in view with It’s many spangled leaves … Continue reading

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Aqualand

Arrogance and ignorance Corporate profiteering Stealing from the Natural World Is very revealing Ocean going mammals Imprisoned in your pools A world that’s dead in inhumane Remastered by you fools They are steeped in woefulness It’s dead no life abounds … Continue reading

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Cub hunters

Cubs are babies innocent victims Wild and loved by their vixen mum In the earth their detached home In the dark woods there are some Awful shitty nasty bastards Who want to murder them these dumb Cruel unbelievable monsters Babies … Continue reading

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CPR

A kiss of life From a fireman Imagine that will you If you happen to be a kitten You would have to think it through CPR and extras the rainbow bridge was near And then it closed and the sir … Continue reading

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Baby story

A baby so beautiful And it’s a Rhino Loved by its mother Not sure that it’s dad Knows it’s a baby Not all dads do But on social media We now know too.

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Egg prices

Your concerned about prices Well let me tell you We chickens are pissed off Over what you lot do We are confined in a tiny space We sit and we shit, where we sit A disgrace We can’t move our … Continue reading

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Hunting

The sun is up The sky is bright Those bloody johdpurs appear tight All those schooners all that port All that bacon With little thought Out there riding After a fox A cub or three My woollen socks Far to … Continue reading

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Wild Cougar

An American cat As wild as the wind It be sleek and graceful Unlike the thick skinned Hunters out looking To end their sweet days Like Brooke Posy a mother of two With sick ways Known by her friends In … Continue reading

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Floods

As the flood water hit me I saw your face my love I was torn from the ether forever Would you wonder where I was I fought for the air I needed But your face was the last face I … Continue reading

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Glasto

Knowing it’s there Each step More aware St Michael’s Tower The TOR it has power Close to the sky As the great clouds roll by

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