OH Dear God!

Oh dear God
The trapper
The wicked laxity
Unconscientious
Opportunism
And partiality
Hide the vile contraption
For a great wild soul
Who will know his foot is broken
The trapper scored his goal

Waiting licking shivering
The agony we feel
This is worthless villainy
Despite the trappers zeal
A shabby shameless act of woe
Unethical for sure
The trapper comes back seeing
The wolf his pain is raw

Close to death though struggling
An inglorious display
And all for the skin of a warrior
A wolf has lost its way
Injured it looked into your eyes
And was greeted with your boot
A tortured wolf lies bleeding
For a tiny piece of loot

Skinned and cured and ready
To be put on display
A cuff maybe a collar
At the back end of some day
A fur hags bag this wild soul
Murdered in cold blood
By a stinking cowardly trapper
And an angel in the mud