Pleading one bull tried but to no avail

A profound association
A dying bull with need
An inclusive cerebration
As of course alas we bleed

The matador his inconsideration
Of my pain
Instinctively I try to appeal
But it was all in vain
His morbid ghoulish behaviour
Stabbing at my head
Terrible misjudgement
He just wants me dead

The audience expecting
My blood and me also to
Drop down and just give up
But I dragged myself close to
The wall where there were people
And of course some shade
But all he did was try to stab
My spine and head he laid
So much aggro on me
And I was made to feel
That nobody there cared a bit
And I know thats for real

What an awful world you have
Madness everywhere
Nobody lucid enough
To even really card
To show these vile contributors
Just how bad they are
The drama is so terrible
And they seem to be the star

Bouquets sent in to crown
Them
And we have no escape
Its no better than canned hunting
And on horses that they drape
With all manner of silks and satins
Animals take the stick
All of them are suffering
Our wounds we have to lick

And just lay down and snort and rage
And listen to the crowd
Clapping laughing sicko’s
Seemingly under a cloud
The agony of injury and of dying
In this way
What a bunch of loonies
All Making animals pay

That final thrust
It took me to another place
And as I left the arena
Such a terrible taste
In my mouth and body
For the human beings who
Pay to watch us murdered
And enjoy it all through