In their pink
\nTheir red
\nTheir silver suits
\nThey look upon a dying bull
\nVirginia Ruiz an activist
\nAnd an angel clearly felt the pull
\nA proud soul stabbed and tortured
\nLay reeling on the ground
\nThe Spanish crowd was jeering
\nThe bulls plea’s being drowned
\nOut by all the mayhem
\nHis blood loss isn’t seen
\nThe fight of course was all one way
\nIts bloody well obscene<\/p>\n
Such vile egregious agony
\nTheir excuses all are shit
\nThe matadors don’t matter
\nThey are psychopaths thats it
\nDon’t talk to me of culture
\nOr of tradition they
\nHave nothing to do with this murdering
\nScene
\nIt can never be a way<\/p>\n
Of entertaining people
\nThey strut like peacocks clad
\nIn silky fucking satins
\nDo they think we are mad
\nPaying to see them torture
\nA healthy upright soul
\nWho is butchered by these bastards
\nUntil he loses all control<\/p>\n
Its a chance to drink the sangria
\nA piss up in the sun
\nNo empathy no compassion
\nNot when the day is done
\nIts an ugly graceless spectacle
\nAn odious affair
\nThat attracts the brutal low life
\nThe grisly uncouth there<\/p>\n
And this bull was all but finished
\nIn his eyes were myriad tears
\nHis heart he was forced to open
\nA bull of not many years
\nAppealing to the people
\nAnd one young lady felt
\nHis passion and his painfulness
\nAnd so beside him knelt<\/p>\n
Loved him with her body
\nCaressed him with her soul
\nWarmed him with affection
\nBut then of course some troll
\nTried to pull her off of him
\nWanted after all
\nTo stab the poor bull and finish him off
\nDespite his doleful call<\/p>\n
The crowd swore at the angel
\nYou rotten hopeless whore
\nGo back to your kitchen
\nWhat are you here for
\nSuch inauspicious ranting
\nSuch ominous desire
\nThat bull was proud to die today
\nTo perish in his fire<\/p>\n
Again these Spanish infidels
\nConfirm their heartless state
\nSpain is really going down the tubes
\nAt a fair old rate
\nInconsiderate and flippant
\nTheir impetuosity
\nThey are always spoiling for a fight
\nSuch amorality<\/p>\n
That bull took in the softness
\nThat The rainbow bridge desires
\nAn unbendingly lie broken
\nListens to the liars
\nScreaming their blue murder
\nAt how the bulls do fare
\nAn effrontery to real respect
\nAnd that she dared share their air<\/p>\n
Full marks to her for trying
\nShe took the wrath from those
\nIll advised dark spirits
\nAll devoid of prose
\nParasitical hangers on
\nMean spirited they be
\nMannerless and boorish
\nAnd agonizingly
\nUnlovable<\/p>\n
And as for spanish culture
\nWell it just does stink
\nWell done lass you showed them up
\nThats what, most of us think<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
In their pink Their red Their silver suits They look upon a dying bull Virginia Ruiz an activist And an angel clearly felt the pull A proud soul stabbed and tortured Lay reeling on the ground The Spanish crowd was … Continue reading