Fighting animals

In Spain and Spanish speaking countries
Apparently we hear
The populace like torturing Bulls
I have to say that’s queer
McCartney calls it fighting
Bull Fighting and so
He wants to get in banned I hear
For me it is no show

These matadors clad in silky garb
And a team of crooks
Who torture bulls in stages
Using knives and hooks
They prance about like idiots
Stabbing the bull at will
Place chillis in their animals eyes
and watch the blood just spill

Shave the horns imbalancing them
Stamp them with their knives
Call upon the Picadors
Shortening their lives
Daggers stabbed into their heads
Every bloody where
The bulls are being beaten
And left with pure despair

Leave the bulls leave them alone
Fighting it is not
It’s stabbing them
It’s nabbing them
Painfully they have got
Injuries and bruising
Their hearts again on fire
Cruelty is awfully
Extraordinarily dire