Norway

Norway needs their arses kicked
From here to their and to here again
More than 5oo beasts are murdered
In the most, extreme pain
Care the whalers do not care
Savagely they kill
Out there on the sea right now
So much blood they spill

Mercury they love it
It affects their mind
These wondrous beasts
On them great feasts
Are had and when they find
Pregnant females

they don’t care
The harpoon’s hits it’s prey
A mother about to give birth
Goes to hell that day

These whaling heartless evil men
Nothing better to do
Than seek out such creations
And watch what does ensure
The awful cries of mothers
Bleeding for their child
Explosive harpoon fatalities
It really drives me wild

Norway ought to know by now
That whales are meant to be
Living lives in harmony
Deep down in the sea
Not pickled or boiled or wind dried
Chunks soaked in mercury
Whalers of Norway need to learn
A lesson rapidly

We do want them to realise
Their antics frighten, and we
Watch their ugly motive less sense
Carving out a plea
Murdering by explosive force
The wonderful creatures who
God made not for whaling men
Or their frightful barbecue.