Wilder

We bave been out and voted
Or couldnt be bothered
We have an opinion
Or dont care a damn
Whether the foxes are chased
Around the countryside
Or left to live lives
Some say its a sham

Badgers our history
Proves they have been here
The countryside needs them
They are good and true
But grey suits in some remote
County will tell us
They give cattle TB
Thats what they do

Fracking is vile
It wastes water like crazy
It draws from the earth
Toxic rubble en masse
Methane more of it
We expose to our children
And it is for certain a very bad gas

Little old ladies and dreadlocks on some men
Posters and sit downs and climb on the truck
Slow march and listen to coppers go mental
And its all for the corporate
Minds filled who all suck!

They dont care a bit anout us
Only money
Energy useage it matters not
They are after their own ends
Thats the addiction
And will ruin environments
They do it a lot

Fox hunting
Tells us a lot about people
The mob that go chasing
A wild soul about
They get their kicks
For putting down vermin
When they are the vermin
And thats not in doubt

They are the cancer on mankind
And as such
Though awfully bloodthirsty
Should stop and take stock
They talk anout class
From a tall glass of fino
Wicked and brutal
And out there to shock

The factor that Mrs may
Loves to kill foxes
Tells you the kind of soul
This women is
unsympathetic flint hearted
And savage
Not only to foxes
People who just cannot manage
Their household
On limited funds
She will never condole

Serial killers oft start on the animals
Then progress downwards to humans then who
Some call them voiceless but humans are choiceless
And voiceless it seems to me
In what they do

What is this world of ours coming to really
A corporate underground
Bleached of all sense
Where terrorists roam in a bubble of white vans
And sharp knives and hate speech
And In our face tense.