Butchers and flensers
\nThats all they are
\nNeanderthal yobbos
\nTheir Open abattoir
\nA blood bath where innocents
\nWhole family trees
\nAre driven and striven
\nIn blood up to their knees<\/p>\n
The beaches of crimson
\nOf sinew and gut
\nA fetus or two
\nIts open and shut
\nThey are clearly
\nBrazen horrific I’d say
\nHow they slaughtered
\nThe Whales in the water today<\/p>\n
Two legged piranhas
\nA transgressing crowd
\nCutting and thrusting
\nAnd all looking proud
\nThe last place on earth
\nAnybody should go
\nOne hopes that the mercury
\nSoon gets to show <\/p>\n
Pcb’s ddt cadmium lots
\nPesticides plastics
\nEven the twats
\nWill feel it inside them
\nNo matter how they
\nIgnore what we tell them
\nAt the end of the day<\/p>\n
Its hopeless me telling them
\nThey are just ghouls
\nIll-omened and ominous
\nThey take on roles
\nIts intimidation
\nOf warriors who
\nCare about animals
\nAnd take a view<\/p>\n
They shouldnt be tortured
\nThey ought be allowed
\nTo swim in their freedom
\nAnd not all be showered
\nIn each others blood
\nAt the end of the day
\nThanks to the faroes
\nThe butchers who bay<\/p>\n
At the tops of their voices
\nWhilst flensing away
\nPulling outv organs
\nAnd intestines display
\nThey are just vulgar
\nWho’d want to meet
\nThese bloody butchers
\nOut on the street.<\/p>\n
An island of wonder
\nOf green cliffs
\nAnd sea
\nIt should be a paradise
\nBut instantly
\nToday in the ocean mistrust and fear
\nIndifference to wild life
\nAnd its very clear
\n Wild life doesnt belong
\nTo the Faroes oh no
\nIts shared by us all
\nUp and below<\/p>\n
Ocean tribes needful
\nOf cooperation
\nThese moving masses
\nAre true creation
\nAnd for islanders
\nOut there driving this sin
\nCalling it culture
\nNo one can win<\/p>\n
The world should be boycotting
\nThe Faroes today
\nStop buying their fish
\nTell them we say
\nWhilst theu murder
\nThe wild life
\nExpecting us all
\nTo support their markets
\nThen their exports will fall<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Butchers and flensers Thats all they are Neanderthal yobbos Their Open abattoir A blood bath where innocents Whole family trees Are driven and striven In blood up to their knees The beaches of crimson Of sinew and gut A fetus … Continue reading