A baby giraffe hits the dust thanks to a trophy hunter slime ball

Posted on September 15, 2025 by Rex Tyler

His target. A youngster
In the prime of life
Still guided by his mother
Until this idiots strife
Was emblazoned on this baby
Who fell down to the earth
He who called himself a hunter
What sad mother did give birth
To this evil sod

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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