Music playing on the dock
\nMusic while they flense
\nPuddles all about the dock
\nClearly the men are dense
\nClearly they lack respect for life
\nButchers of the sea
\nFancy getting paid for flensing flesh
\nIt sickens me<\/p>\n
They know nothing of probity
\nThese poor whales take the hit
\nThese grenades are just agony
\nAnd the whalers where they sit
\nThey do not always hit the whale
\nTo kill them in one go
\nThey bleed out dying in the swell
\nDrowning as we know<\/p>\n
A great beast of the ocean
\nDying in this way
\nThen dragged across the ocean
\nTo the dock
\nWhat can one say
\nWho in their right mind
\nWould go to iceland
\nWell i can say not me
\nNot a penny would I spend there
\nSuch infidelity<\/p>\n
If you want to stop this
\nIts his pocket we must hit
\nStop buying into icelandic fish
\nThats how we can pit
\nOur wits against this rotter
\nWho just snubs
\nhis nose
\nand how ever many e mails
\nThey get from the likes of you
\nThey will get their quotas
\nAnd each year the kill rate grows.<\/p>\n
I would<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Music playing on the dock Music while they flense Puddles all about the dock Clearly the men are dense Clearly they lack respect for life Butchers of the sea Fancy getting paid for flensing flesh It sickens me They know … Continue reading