She hails out of Kentucky
\nFrom Nippa I was told
\nFor a couple of thousand dollars
\nA black giraffe quite old
\nUnable now to mate, we hear
\nSo a prime target she
\nStalked the poor old bugger
\nAnd shot it tragically<\/p>\n
Clearly into ethics
\nAnd management is she
\nForking out 2000 dollars
\nHer philosophy
\nIs being able to hunt them
\nHelps the locals and she
\nParticipates in eating it
\nWe hear and she could be<\/p>\n
Experiencing the bush meat
\nAnd the genuineness
\nGiving her a whip hand
\nAn eminence no less
\nClearly quite inadequate
\nAnd needed to raise her game
\nBy trophy hunting an elder
\nWhich was her main claim<\/p>\n
These animals are suffering
\nHabitat loss is rife
\nHuman population growth
\nAdd to all the strife
\nSafari clubs are at it
\nAtracting would be slobs
\nWho have the money but little else
\nThey know how to use their gobs<\/p>\n
Killing a wild creature
\nWhy do that anyway
\nDoes it make you feel powerful
\nTaking a life they say
\nShows a competence and an energy
\nAnd impotence if you ask me
\nA toothless good for nothing
\nWhose inablity<\/p>\n
To see and feel and wonder
\nTo respect and love and care
\nTo somehow derive a potency
\nFrom a great beast standing there
\nInvincible and towering
\nAnd you a tpale arsed weed
\nWho can take a rifle and aim it
\nAnd watch the great soul bleed<\/p>\n
To Crash down to the earth
\nA massive cracking sound
\nSadly its vulnerablity
\nAnd its fraility you found
\nYou the great white hunter
\nThe warrior no less
\nWho sabotaged her ego
\nGiving the giraffe stress<\/p>\n
Brandishing her fire arm
\nIts cataclysmic day
\nFeeling the power within you
\nAs its life force drained away
\nYou the great demolisher
\nWith such intensity
\nYou galvanized your inner core
\nOf femininity<\/p>\n
Zestful feeling effervescent
\nVigourously so
\nThe brute now lies before you
\nYour savage brutal blow
\nHad seen him off
\nThe lusty male
\nBrought him down to earth<\/p>\n
You are the Kentucky huntress
\nTo Africa you came
\nYou took on the reponsibility
\nAnd some hearts you might inflame
\nYou the goddess of wisdom
\nDecided this male should
\nDie a death upon this day
\nIn June because you could<\/p>\n
Its great life could be ended
\nYou could decide that
\nCreation was the miracle
\nBut its death was truly at
\nYour demand,imagine
\nAt the assassins will
\nAn inscrutable suggestion
\nAnd its blood you did spill<\/p>\n
Did you get some pleasure
\nAs the great beast hit the floor
\nAll those male relationships
\nWith you from before
\nSeeing this massive male giraffe
\nCrumble at your feet
\nNo doubt a big arousal
\nFor the warrioress complete<\/p>\n
Unwittingly you murdered
\nA stranger in the park
\nFeeding off the branches
\nStill making its mark
\nYou misread and misunderstood
\nThe safari groups intent
\nThey are there to make their money
\nIs it money well spent?<\/p>\n
Death is a finality
\nAnd who really can say
\nThis one or that one
\nThats its time is up
\nBecause you can afford to pay
\nFor me its an act of folly
\nIts moronic in many ways
\nIts unenlightened claptrap
\nAnd will be with you all your days<\/p>\n
A mental instablity
\nA neurosis I might say
\nOff your head I am sure of that
\nA nutjob that should pay
\nUnhinged and quite the screwball
\nIn An incoherent in a way
\nTess Thompson Tally
\nShe’s the one
\nAnd the Southern Giraffe
\nOld and packed off to the knackers yard
\nThe whole damn thing naf<\/p>\n
For me an abomination
\nCruelty and spite
\nWickedness and wretchedness,
\nShe stole his wondrous light
\nHis ability to marvel
\nTo wonder and to be
\nAble to almost touch the sky
\nAnd wander from tree to tree
\nFor him to taste perfection
\nThe flawlessness of age
\nOf his memories of his distant loves
\nTill this women Closed his page<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
She hails out of Kentucky From Nippa I was told For a couple of thousand dollars A black giraffe quite old Unable now to mate, we hear So a prime target she Stalked the poor old bugger And shot it … Continue reading