BOW hunting a holes

Parading ones kill on the internet
Crocodiles and leopards
That’s what we see
Arse oles with so little grey matter sadly
Paying for trophies they be
Beautiful animals noble and wild
Sat by dead bodies
Of course all defiled
Africa’s crying out
Losing wild souls
Bow hunting fanatics
Really just trolls

They got too much money
Killings their game
Murdering innocence
It’s them I blame
I spend all my hours trying to save
Animals everywhere
Whilst These sods they rave
On about trapping and bow hunting and more
They have no morals
They are at war

It’s Trophies they are after
To show them about
All I can ask is that
Because they flout
This evil this awful existence of there’s
They’re ugly faces. You bet it scares
The life out of good sense
Who happen to see
Their ugly mugs
In perpetuity.