Category Archives: A not my king story

We want to see our Union Jack flying everywhere

Posted on April 19, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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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Shooting Pheasants

Posted on April 18, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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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Baits and lures

Posted on April 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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

Firing lead shot is a very toxic ammunition to use

Posted on April 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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 →

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Our poor hardworking BEES

Posted on April 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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

Posted on April 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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

Posted on April 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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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We bees abhor Bayer and the like

Posted on April 16, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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

Hunting fanatics killers of the wild

Posted on April 16, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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

Posted on April 16, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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

Posted on April 16, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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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Greyhound so called racing is torture and slavery

Posted on April 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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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Easter

Posted on April 9, 2025 by Rex Tyler

When we reach to Easter time the little chicks appear renegades from the egg place where male chicks live in fear as they are without eggs crushing them is power children slaving over cacao actually every hour Mali even Burkino … Continue reading →

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The little mouse deer is getting rarer and rarer

Posted on April 8, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A mouse Deer isn’t a mouse Or Deer It’s creative expression Devoid of fear A beautiful soul With subtle desire At peace with itself Moving higher and higher Into the realms A poignant display Losing itself More everyday

Posted in A not my king story, Animal Rights, Conspiracy Theories, Dormouse dreaming, Drowning our sorrows, Ethereal Poems, Secrets within us | Leave a comment

Protect wild animals from those who leave snares around

Posted on April 4, 2025 by Rex Tyler

When starmer promises action It’s nothing to do with snares With animals like badgers and foxes Do you think he cares None of them appreciate wild life I mean they want to build Houses on the green belt That could … Continue reading →

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Tiredness in cows

Posted on April 4, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Man handling cows Is never the way Kicking them bashing them Every day They are tired They were raped Expression and pain Drives them Into a cycle again Workers lack the care Frustration aware Misery beckons It just isn’t fair … Continue reading →

Posted in A not my king story, CAFO's and factory farms, Calves and Cows and Bulls, Captivity, Corporate manslaughter, Coutryside meanderings | Leave a comment

Action of the meat trade on piglets

Posted on April 3, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Those consumers have little feeling For the infants of the day They will eat enjoying the taste of death Exceptionally To pay money for the pleasure That little babies were Tortured and dismembered It truly did occur

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Snares just left around

Posted on April 3, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Imagine the elephants agony It’s trunk damaged so It’s means of assistance Ruined it’s whole flow Of energy and expression Lost that fateful day A violent snare was just left there An infection stole away 🐘

Posted in A not my king story, Abandonment, Africa, Animal Rights, Duty of care was never there, Elephants, traps and snares | Leave a comment

Trail hunting was always a joke

Posted on April 3, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Talk Why talk about it It’s all false And to me Making laws and breaking them Is ludicrous Now see foxes are protected Earth creatures as we know Trailing has been failing Hunting has to go Hunts are creepy weirdo’s … Continue reading →

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A poor hardworking soul

Posted on March 31, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Whatever he is carrying It’s so unfair It’s terribly heavy No one will share The absolute burden A back breaking pose A slave in the making Right under our nose

Posted in A not my king story, Donkeys and working animals, Duty of care was never there, Feelings, Fighting back | Leave a comment

A poor pig

Posted on March 30, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Blemished and ravished A shivering wreck Clearly badly treated No one did check The state of this pig Kept in a filthy state In a bloody cold barn Think of this on your plate Stuck in its excrement Bothered and … Continue reading →

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Off the wall

Posted on March 29, 2025 by Rex Tyler

They called it mutilation Victims lost 2life Hanging upside down, alas Evidence of strife 🐓🐓 once created And gifted2this world Hanging in their hundreds In their life form They r hurled Dripping with abuses Excuses not at all A slaughterhouse … Continue reading →

Posted in A not my king story, Abandonment, Animal sacrifice, animals used for food, Appeal, birds and the environment, Blindsided, Broiler, Chickens, Corporate manslaughter | Leave a comment

It happened in a English Village at the weekend

Posted on March 27, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The peace and quiet Of rural life was shared by the Alpacas who were left inside a paddock the four of them and what we do is love them every single hour and hear the deadly tale of them all … Continue reading →

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Sheepishly we offer our love to you

Posted on March 25, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Hear us please listen if we have grown Older just slightly We so love to be Picking out wild flowers Our lives are our own We love natures pictures So why don’t you care Why do you torture us Arn’t … Continue reading →

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Covid

Posted on March 25, 2025 by Rex Tyler

It happened A great fog of death The world erupted And the breath Was wrenched out of the soul As we Were captured by the insanity Thrown into a prison cell And made to think We had just reached hell

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Ode to Labour

Posted on March 23, 2025 by Rex Tyler

tarmer and his so called friends Their decision, yes it ends The grabbing grappling difficulty That perhaps walking has had to be The pain the ache the hardest gait One cannot run one knows one’s fate Kick them when they … Continue reading →

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A window of wilderness

Posted on March 21, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Purpose ah an instancy It cometh in a morn Of being engulfed in tragedy A kind of instant Dawn A lost soul in the wilderness Alone without a friend Being totally on one’s own The message that does send

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A lame cow crying on the way to the slaughterhouse

Posted on March 21, 2025 by Rex Tyler

She’s remembering the calves she’s lost They all died be4her It’s her turn now Life of a cow Cut short by pain &grief Continually raped & tortured Her life beyond belief 4 milk 4 veal 4leather Kidnap yes she knew&now … Continue reading →

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Richard Tice makes it obvious

Posted on March 21, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Richard Tice EXPOSES Starmer’s SHOCKING Secret LIVE in Parliament! youtu.be/nxpbu_Vuj5Q?si… via @YouTube It’s out there It’s obvious Tice makes it clear Illegal operatives Are working here Daily arrivals Monstrous divides England invaded Now from all sides.

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Halal

Posted on March 19, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Exactly it’s the Muslim way Cutting the throat Of those every day No stunning process Just real mean Alive on e minute And dead the next To me It’s just obscene

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