Trophy Hunting in Scotland

We should not just ban those trophy hunting

louts on Scotlands lands

criminalize their vile pursuits they are poachers

Who out of hand,  stalk torture and murder the wondrous

wild souls who

live and die on Scottish moors on our land both good and true

our wild places we must glorify for exceptionally they do

provide a wild and illustrious home for the animals all

to themselves they seek the balance they live to their own refrain

and to give license to the psychopaths so the wildness they can drain

that they brag about the torture hounded out to those

godly sacred animals being like the wind that blows

they are part of our great Scotland and our people love them so

these trophy hunting shit storms few of us want to know

stop handing out the licenses, call a spade a spade,

these are trophy hunters

with dead parts placed on parade

weird and perverted psycho’s

who need to feel the bite

of a whip upon their shoulders

or a cell wall

where all the light

has been taken these dark specimens need

treatment hard and long

as poachers they need shooting

what they do is wrong

we cannot allow them on our land

they are untrustworthy they cant see

an animal beautiful with a family

no they prey on stalking

on chasing frightening wildness godly souls

they are the lowest of the low

common vicious trolls.

its up to the Scottish Goverment

to grow some bigger balls

tell them in no uncertain words

when their passion calls

to never think of Scotland

for here we love those who

wander though our highland haunts

and do what they have to do

sue their bloody arses off and anyone who aids

their filthy low life

dark pursuits

and their so called pleasurable raids

i urge those  who might read this poem to fight these bastards who

are destroying all the beauty that god put there for you.