Dripping with blood
\nIn the vilest of flood
\nMothers and babies
\nThe outback was where
\nThe purest of soul
\nWho took the angels role
\nWas ambushed and murdered
\nCan you feel the despair ?<\/p>\n
Of a mother who is dying
\nHer joey is too
\nCrushed under the boot
\nOf the hunter whose true
\nTo Australia,
\nand to the dirtiest trade
\nThe stench of the miasmic
\nfor him will not fade<\/p>\n
A brute with a gun
\nWith redolent pong
\nWith his vile halitosis
\nHe doesn’t belong
\nIn a world of humans
\nA heartless devide
\nAn ogre of spirit
\nWho took the great slide<\/p>\n
Down into the depths
\nWith the demons discord
\nA pigmented moron
\nWho cannot afford
\nTo live in the real world
\nBut creeps in the dark
\nHe honestly feels
\nhe is making his mark<\/p>\n
Filling his trucks
\nwith the corpses he kills
\nWhere there are no spectators
\nTo witness his thrills<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Dripping with blood In the vilest of flood Mothers and babies The outback was where The purest of soul Who took the angels role Was ambushed and murdered Can you feel the despair ? Of a mother who is dying … Continue reading