Monthly Archives: January 2024

Vixens murdered by huntsman

A vixen that’s a mother What that means to me Is females really of every race Are treated so badly This fox was wild Not harming them A creature born to be Where it was and was As these hunters … Continue reading

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Kidnapped make calves

A created life A miracle No farmer anywhere Can create this life But each does kill A karmic debt The blood they spill Expecting profit from the death Dairy look to your own breath You will suffer just be sure … Continue reading

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Piglets

Piglets pretty little people Born to die For pork chop wallers Love the woods Rooting through Tangled berries Which they do Instead in dirty filthy barns Up to their eyes in shit

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Scumbags

This is evil This is wrong All dressed up They do not belong In the forest ever Murdering scum Watching this picture And I feel numb A fox at home Forced out and fed To hounds A crime that’s what … Continue reading

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Glastonbury

To the horizon What we feel A frosty scape So very real Wildness occupies A thought The creatures Of the land Are caught In jack Frosts breath The wolf Moon sighs From his place Up in the skies

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Glastonbury

Look at the sky A frosty glaze St Michael’s Tower Worthy of praise Atop the Tor For evermore Michelle’s eye see In the first degree A continued scape And constancy

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Cock and Bull

Denial from the Spanish Who teach the matador Learning how to murder bulls That’s what their life is for Supposedly entertainment Imagine that will you The cruelest of illusions On the pretence it is true It’s wicked if you ask … Continue reading

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Taiji again

Butchered parents Children left To fend alone Surely bereft Of any sense Those babies they Will die alone Out in the bay Taiji fishermen Arrogant fools Murdering scum bags Break all the rules

Posted in Abandonment, activism, Child exploitation, children and their plight in a adult world, Dolphin drive W banging boats, Humanity is a shithouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), Japanese food obscenity | Leave a comment

Bull der dash

Where’s the Pope The Roman chief Bulls fighting Really so much grief For handsome bovines bred in Spain Placed in a ring Driven insane silken garb Of the Matador Does it matter Any more Than people think All those who … Continue reading

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Spanish pain sessions

Ruptured horns Balance lost Chilli eyes Such a cost Rushes out To fight the foe Silken pants His warrior show Gesticulation Jump for joy Stab and torture A bovine boy Lance and dagger Watch him run And lose his ear … Continue reading

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Fighting Balderdash

Fighting bulls Majestic souls There is no fight Their tortured roles Evidential all can see Messed up broken infamy The so called hero Matador He takes on his private war With a victim all can see Beaten and murdered Tragically

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Glastonbury

Let’s shout our praises to the sky Such blessings of tranquility Feel the acclaim the plaudits cry Salutations from on high Silhouettes the figures throng Duty bound just to belong St Michael’s Tower And the wondrous TOR Join us just … Continue reading

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Chinese cat torturers

The sickness that envelops China On the Internet we see Vile dark absolutely awful films Of people torturing instantly Their diabolical screams and cries Guiltless little souls What is surely wickedness Ungodliness it fails Violence of this nature On cats … Continue reading

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Experimentation

Imagine the suffering of animals And the reasonable cause Is to satisfy the human Who seemingly won’t pause The experimentation of rabbits Far away Being dealt an enormous blow Every single day

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A lot of a Bull

Taunt a wild soul Who is in control Who wants to extol His horns and his role Show him your arse He has the class To demonstrate he Will yes shockingly Ram his big horns up your arse And we … Continue reading

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Arrested for hunting

On two occasions a bit of a joke They go out all the time Hunting these folk Foxes get harried and chased everywhere Hounds squirrel men horses And constant despair. Thuggery and skullduggery Sabs attacked and thrown Hammers to the … Continue reading

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Poor piglets

You like pork So be advised Pigs are treated badly Tales are docked Teeth a chipped And testicles are sadly Ripped off by the farmers hands No painkillers oh no Runts are smashed i onto the concrete floor Something to … Continue reading

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The coopers of Dorset

How terrible it was The story I heard Hunters who torture I hang on each word A deer of such beauty Such virginal worth A goddess of fact Of our precious earth It happened in Dorset So not that far … Continue reading

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Our wild life

It’s tragic in so many ways That some folk do believe They have the right to kill wildlife Seemingly to achieve A sterile place for their businesses Badgers they must go Foxes they are vermin Squirrels too, high Ho Weasels … Continue reading

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Pad Thai

It’s flamboyant And it’s vegan It’s tasteful to the extreme It’s everything you want in life It’s sweetness is a dream Waiting in the wings for us Pad Thai and the rest We love the venue we truly do We … Continue reading

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Chicken farm extraordinary in Nottinghamshire

Having kept some backyard chickens When I was but a child I kind of learned to love them In many ways they are wild Excitable and present They eat all of the time They poop a lot They do not … Continue reading

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Glastonbury

St Michael’s Tower The glowing hour A sky of magic finery Atop the TOR One can’t ignore The apple island binary And a glimpse of Natural Law

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Downed animals

Being disabled by cruelty Imagine that please if you will Bad Farming creates these anomalies Think about it. It does chill The marrow, the heart, utter mindlessness Causing the animals to Sicken just slow down until they can’t walk Downers … Continue reading

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Stevie back then when

Meaningful, the essence thereof Stevie’s moments where Her voice went out to all of those Who paid and felt rapturous Being there Getting it all the visual imagery The sound Unmistakably beautiful To everyone around

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Fighting cocks in memphis

Complicity it’s everywhere Cock fighting so I hear A bunch of caged up roosters Saved from all this doom and fear Aided and abetted by sheisters Whose venial sin Transgressors to the ultimate Can you hear the din Of rabid … Continue reading

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Pheasant shooters 2

Imported from France As most of you know No parent input Thus little to show Of how they evolve In the Natural World Many fly into shooters Their impetus hurled Murdered with lead That contaminates The birds and the countryside … Continue reading

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Pheasant shooters

Pheasant shooters Abominable they be Shooting across a public road It’s key To a beautiful bird High in a tree Far from fox That he can be Shooters ignorance Vile despair Murdering scum bags Unaware.

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Shooters

Where do the shooters go for their brains Killing wildlife it bursts through their veins Seeing pure freedom with wings in the sky their spirit’s excited Watching us die Thank goodness Saboteurs are really angels.

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Kings guards and killing

Remember the bears oft are mothers Cubs therefore tragically they Can’t really live without parents For some soldiers headgear They pay Canada gifted these wild souls Royalty here sadly they Know bears prefer life than death We all do But … Continue reading

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Rights

One must always think about Those criminals out there The ones who maim and injure Animals despair So many pets and wild souls Seemingly are found Tortured by vile humans Murdered and even drowned Sometimes animals rights crimes Proceed, other … Continue reading

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