Category Archives: A not my king story

Another dead Bear

False teeth and camouflage That’s what we see A Bear  worse for wear Clearly dead actually Hunters their photographs Paraded around On Facebook for all to see There on the ground Smiles clearly happiness But not for the Bear

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Abusive trophy scum

It’s absolutely sickening To observe a violent moron Who calls himself a hunter &idiotic clown To murder innocent animals To encroach into their territory To believe he ever had the right To ambush&2kill Something of such beauty &use it as … Continue reading

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Trophy murdering scumbag kills Rhinocerus running away

We give these creeps a title What they ought to get Is twenty years in prison Hard Labour which should set Their arrogance and ignorance To a high degree This creep needs the cat o nine tails

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Easier said than done

Easier said than done it appears We get on with our lives Not seeing their tears No feeling their heart aches Just living our life Forgetting each hour of their day Is pure strife.

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Pangolin scales is only keratin it’s no cure allAnd must as animal be saved

TCM the Chinese Have to make amends Killing off the pangolin No wonder fewer friends Around the world is possible These creatures need to be Protected for the keratin Is purposefully Not a bloody cure all It’s like our hair … Continue reading

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Poor cow stripped of health and vitality

A lifetime of abuse With bits a hanging Broken in great pain We all can see Limping like an olden It’s been brutal Now she cannot walk Deliberately

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Finishing off the victim with a night night stick

A Night night stick to propel the beast Into kingdom come One that he with denial trapped And left him numb Beaten into submission By the struggle to get free Every move is painful Why does it have to be … Continue reading

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The Bear ends up as the bloody Trophy

Hunting for a trophy That is indeed the bear A lumbering giant in natural pose Gets murdered how unfair It lives and breathes where it was put Attacked by human kind Whose only act is to slaughter Anything they find … Continue reading

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Monkey skulls. And lousy airlines

It’s come to be Tourist pack animal skulls despite the flack air lines close their eyes to it and now, what we see is increases in primate killings which should never be airlines being over lax ignorant tourists,they are contributing … Continue reading

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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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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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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

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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

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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

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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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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

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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

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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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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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Easter

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

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

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Protect wild animals from those who leave snares around

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

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

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Action of the meat trade on piglets

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

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 🐘

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Trail hunting was always a joke

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

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

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A poor pig

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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