Author Archives: Rex Tyler

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.

We want to see our Union Jack flying everywhere

Our Union Jack strung high and strung low Wouldn’t that be great wherever we go Patriotism tests what we need Not every other flag trying to cede Some duty of precedence over us all England’s not England well that’s is … Continue reading

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Farting cows the regime change

Planetary boundaries thats the new kid On the great block of life which is how we can rid Our lives of the poison of the farting cows Of keeping and eating them For our ultimate powers Plant based us the … Continue reading

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Aliens discuss human meat and milk

The alien clans from light years away eat human meat otherwise they decay change colour grow weaker human milk does them good plant based  is hopeless so misunderstood our true colouration alters by the day they begin  animation what can … Continue reading

Posted in Abandonment, Aboriginies, Animal sacrifice, Cannabalism, VEGAN LIFE STYLE, Vegan Lifestyle, veganism and me, Venerable and respected, Zombies | Leave a comment

Canada be damned ashamed

Gifted to Canada Long past and one The great harp seal In its eyes always done A great sky borne light force A secretive soul Being left now to starve Unseeing its role They pummel and club them Thats what … Continue reading

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Shooters the rich and the ugly

A blast from the shotgun and lead is explosive a pheasant is torn into shreds   and  appears broken and dying falls into a stream dies there, the toxic lead isn’t a dream its the vilest of nightmares its evil … Continue reading

Posted in A country tale, Animal Rights, Animal sacrifice, birds and the environment, chickens.ducks., Criminality, Death and Dying, DUCKS, Environmental Poems, Forests and wild places, foxes, Hedgehogs, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), Lead contaminates, Magpie, Meat trade, Otters, Owls, Pheasant shooting, Rabbits, Rats wild and fearless, Ravens and crows, Red grouse, Red Kite, Red squirrels, shooting | Leave a comment

Shooting Pheasants

A godly creation the Pheasant A sensationally beautiful bird Bred to be shot what an ignorance No one’s created a word Shooters and hunters are low life Pale with an arrogance they Are Murdering wild birds for pleasure And many … Continue reading

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Ashridge

A bluebell or two are now coming through first of the bunch Cutting the mustard dandelions clustered an ocean of golden Enticing the sun at the road edge they peacefully appreciate Bee’s the great pollination so bound to please   … Continue reading

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Bunny rabbits in factory farms cry every day

Imagine being a bunny Supposedly loved by all But existing in a factory farm Conditions there appal Squalid filthy tiny spaces They cannot turn around Rabbits cry deep in their soul That’s what I have found.🐇

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Sick.ART

Man’s best friend Spare ribs and more Killed and skinned Who dares ignore Art this evil, corpses many Hearts and souls Did the killers have any?

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Baits and lures

Luring wild animals to set baits A devious trick It really does upset me And just makes me feel sick That human beings still today Find pleasure in making kills Of animals who live where they were put It just … Continue reading

Posted in A not my king story, Death and Dying, Emotional Poems, Fox Hunting, foxes, HARES And red grouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), Lions, shooting, traps and snares | Leave a comment

Animal or vegetable it’s our choice

It’s difficult for the farmer of pigs For they make a killing you see Fattening animals Full of cholesterol And chemical substances we Upset our hearts and our livers The meat trade is making a meal But some now have … Continue reading

Posted in A country tale, Agriculture, Meat trade, Piglets suckling, Pigs, VEGAN LIFE STYLE, Vegan Lifestyle | Leave a comment

A wild Vole

A pretty little creature Who tunnels here and there He looks a bit mousy But he doesn’t seem to care Clearly he is a native Loves England Which is good The woods and forests Love them My guess is that … Continue reading

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Firing lead shot is a very toxic ammunition to use

Shot guns many firing lead Pellets really everywhere In the sky in the stream Creating a nightmarish dream In a wounded bird that dies And is eaten by another Poisoned by the toxic lead That truly does things to our … Continue reading

Posted in A not my king story, activism, birds and the environment, Lead contaminates, Ravens and crows, Red grouse, shooting | Leave a comment

The royals and guns

How very sad the royals believe That killing birds is right Shooting them out of the sky From their godly flight Contemplating Nature Is seemingly not done Life and it’s true meaning Is cut short by the gun

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Docility

Docility is rewarded by humanity With torture death and unthinking sense Rabbits constantly Face a daunting future Short lives sadness they Quietly go about their lives 🐇

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Imagine being allocated to be killed for humanity

If we were one of the animals Allocated now to be Killed so people could eat us Imagine how we would feel A plea To heaven above for leniency And no one there to hear Imagine now how you would … Continue reading

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Our poor hardworking BEES

Dusting flowers with insecticides That frighten off the souls Who share the natural environment Is scoring the wrong goals Bees our natural pollinators Out there in the stream Are being killed and rendered senseless So man now would seem To … Continue reading

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Traps and snares

Leaving traps and snares around For unsuspecting innocents too Get caught up in all of that As many innocent animals do Threatened with such pain and grief Unable to get free Man is far from kind to ever Contemplate and … Continue reading

Posted in A not my king story, activism, Animal Rights, Animal sacrifice, ARROGANCE AND DIEOFFS, Death and Dying, Duty of care was never there, Freedom and what's happening to it, Lack of understanding, Retards of the first order, traps and snares, Wildness is our friend | Leave a comment

States in Mexico are stopping bulls being killed

Mexico is waking up At last states understand That fighting Bulls In combat Right across the land Is cruel and very horrible Need is not to try And stop this awful practice

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Save our wild birds

Wild birds suffer The degradation Taking out hedges Across the Nation Blackbirds and others Their salvation Are ancient greenery Splendid scenery

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We bees abhor Bayer and the like

Bayer and the rest of them Creating toxic mess Bees are much more sensitive They can’t abide the stress Such a withering vital toxicity The poor bees cannot bare How their bodies do react From such nasties being there All … Continue reading

Posted in A not my king story, Bees, Big pharma, BIOSOLIDS and FOREVER CHEMICALS PFAS, Blindsided, Breathing and pollution | Leave a comment

The Cook Kitchen Sittingbourne. Kent ME10 3HH

A shop selling a variety of home made frozen dishes They do a range of vegan ones Many resplendent wishes tasty fries and curries every sort of  taste catered for  it seems to me your table could be graced exceedingly … Continue reading

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Hunting fanatics killers of the wild

Look at their eyes An inhuman stare Mindful NO Not anywhere Maniacs if you ask me Killing wildness painfully South Africa sighs Seeing their faces Heartless soulless Utter disgraces

Posted in A not my king story, Africa, Animal Rights, Animal sacrifice, Criminality, Death and Dying, Duty of care was never there, Emotional Poems, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), Idiocy, Karma, Lack of understanding, Retards of the first order, shooting, South Africa | Leave a comment

Shot in the face but got back up again. Poor DEER

A laughing jackass shooter Thought he killed a deer Shot it point blank in the face But it got up It is clear these so called rotten hunters Haven’t got a clue Why they are allowed to do this And … Continue reading

Posted in A not my king story, activism, Animal Rights, Death and Dying, Emotional Poems, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), Meat trade, shooting | Leave a comment

The streets of Birmingham

Birmingham soaked in rat urine 4 they swollen by stuffing themselves Night& day Chomping on rancid it’s The stench of Piled to the sky We know that it will Sicken the populace Such a vile sight The government brings in … Continue reading

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A blonde with a bow

A blonde with a smile A bow and an arrow Can she reconcile What she has just done Waiting was she For a beautiful loner to come by And we Witness life ending The thrill of the hunt A devious … Continue reading

Posted in A tearful Rose, Bow hunting, cats, Humanity is a shithouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), Lack of understanding | Leave a comment

Their hunting prowess

Their absolute ignorance Sensationally Brokered by arrogance Disastrously They hide in the darkness Toting their gun Aimed for they blamed The glare of the sun Cocking the trigger Just brought them such fun

Posted in Aboriginies, activism, Animal Rights, animals used for food, ARROGANCE AND DIEOFFS, Cougar of the Americas, Coutryside meanderings, Coyotes, Death and Dying, Emotional Poems, Forests and wild places, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), The greatest disease of all arrogance coupled with the ignorance of life, The skin trade | Leave a comment

Long life and fine Cognac

Be it Martells or Courvoisier VS or VSOP a glass a night And wrinkles subside apparently thats in any light XO  disturbs the bank account But a fine cognac does The opposite It’s  prolongs the life and gives grandma a … Continue reading

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Glastonbury

Nature the greatest artist All the wonderful green The branches how they dangle Creating such a scene Her brushes depicting The subtlety and soul The TOR the Tower Just every hour

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Greyhound so called racing is torture and slavery

Ban this vile ungodly sport Honestly beyond good thought Ugly cruel inveterate sins Regarded as the worst of dins Forcing dogs to run and run After a hare what have they done It’s diabolical frenzied stuff And I have just … Continue reading

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