Monthly Archives: March 2025

Cats in China and elsewhere

Torturing cats By the low minded tribe Murdering scumbags That richly imbibe Their ego’s with tortureAnd cowardice and pain It happens in China again and Again It’s apparently common These fields get away With selling this horror On line every … Continue reading

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Donkeys. Never forget us

Donkeys love to quietly chat To be together And that is that Enjoy the fresh air And the hay And walk about most every day

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A baby sloth

On a public highway a baby sloth  was trying cars passing every which way to cross  there was no denying its resolute involvement a man tried seemingly To rescue the poor animal but was hopeless actually another came  and another … Continue reading

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Pesticides

Cides  equals death to the plants and  to all That  come  into  contact The thumb and the rule its easy to spray no need to bend the back kill off the insects that otherwise pack   Poor Emmy an eleven … Continue reading

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Even pregnancy does not preclude murder

Humility there is none For hunts believe that they Can go out with their medieval mind set And the way forward Is to chase and kill Wild foxes of the field Under the guise of trailing Criminals concealed

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Light forces at Glastonbury

Like the rainbow There’s a pot of gold The light ray from St Michael’s Tower Is something to behold Follow the ecliptic from then to now A true embrace of the magical Idyllic gems so logical Who knows what lies … Continue reading

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Vegans are love itself

All vegans love animals From birth until they die We do not eat them We do not wear them No word of a lie We do not misuse them We love them

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Quinoa and beyond

High up in the Andes calderas everywhere wonderful volcanoes and clean sweet  mountain air coming back one night the air freezing everywhere found a couple of ladies hoping they could share our van both of them freezing they sat beside … Continue reading

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Dogs in present day TURKEY

Dogs are just tossed in the rubbish Fly blown and busted to hell Somebodies pet they all could have been Friendly and loyal I hear tell But the Government sees them as garbage Beaten up broken and gone Dogs being … Continue reading

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Killing badgers is a pain in the Proverbials

The animals are innocent The shooters though Oh NO They are bloody arrogant And ignorant and grow With every successive killing A karmic debt piled high It Will catch up on them all for sure When it’s too late to … Continue reading

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Baby camels waiting

We share their lamentation Their ghastly end game they Are waiting for humanity To steal their lives away Infants in their serenity Waiting in solace they Want to live forever Despite this their last day

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Glastonbury

A kaleidoscopic vista a sentinel the tower Atop the Tor it’s contrast Apparently it’s how Local eyes are drawn to it For hundreds and hundreds of years Forming a wondrous spectacle and collectively people’s tears

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Why now mother sow

Each cutlet chop or bacon slice Spells death and injury To innocence and a caring beast Who loves life honestly A mother of so many A nurturer of sorts A heart a soul and the purest love The farmer harmer … Continue reading

Posted in Animal Rights, Death and Dying, Emotional Poems, Freedom and what's happening to it, Heartfelt, Piglets suckling, Pigs | Leave a comment

Glastonbury

The arched sentinel Looms large in Somerset’s vista The sky above the levels seemingly Festooned with mist and magic In a calibrated orange symphony

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Fish have hearts too

Born to swim The oceans deep When losing their lives Of course they weep They love each other Where ere they go Creative miracles as we know

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Families

Each has a beating heart Creation made them to be seen As Beings mums and babies And of course they have been Insultedevery which way Tortured until they scream By bloody car er harmers Who look the other way

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Scum bags calling themselves farmers

That isn’t a farmer It’s a brute it’s a fake If Human an a hole For everyone’s sake He needs to be hauled off To prison today A murdering scum bag Who has lost his way

Posted in A likely story, Abandonment, Animal Rights, animals used for food, ARROGANCE AND DIEOFFS, Child exploitation, Criminality, Death and Dying, Duty of care was never there, Emotional Poems, Farming, Food Processing, Humanity is a shithouse, Infanticide, Lack of understanding, Meat trade, Nut jobs, People I have observed, Piglets suckling, Pigs, Retards of the first order, slaughterhouses and operatives | Leave a comment

Female horses and their blood. [PMSG hormone]

Iceland land of ice and snow and whaling something I hate so is into another industry of vileness yes if you ask me the industrial Meat Trade CRUELTY Is bolstered by the wild and free   beautiful mares mothers who … Continue reading

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Glastonbury

A golden fireball solitary Beams upon Dear Glastonbury A frosty beginning maybe so But the magical of course we know Down to the levels a soulful time Up the paths where the pilgrims climb Michele’s eye and camera sees So … Continue reading

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Glastonbury

A solitary absorbs the sun A bird or two a fluttering St Michaels Tower A shadowy bower Perhaps a magical muttering Of sky and Wintry wonder The watery realms below us Are Echoing like thunder

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