Fox hunting scumbags

Let’s call them as we see them
The inappropriate few
The unimportant laughable crowd
Who kill and torture too
Who break the laws of the Natural World
Unkindly ride their horse
Chase after our wild foxes
With hounds whose ugly force
Is beaten in with evil
Stemming from the hunt
The cynical the despairing
Not one worth a punt
With loutish hangers on around
Ready to break the law
Scream expletives at our Sabs
Wanting to start a war

All of them are tasteless
Common as muck they be
Dressed up in their hunting clobber
With their vulgarity
Spilling from their lousy gobs
Half pissed mostly they
Get a bevy in their guts
And everyone else then pay

Trail hunters what a bunch of pratts
They think that we are fooled
They are so cruel to animals
Shame they were never schooled
In compassion and in empathy
For all gods creatures, they
Are a bunch of scumbags
Who should all be locked away.