“Hunting with the judge”
\nemblazoned on his shirt
\nand a lioness and him
\nas one with the dirt<\/p>\n
a blue sky above
\nsome dry golden scrub
\nand a bow by his side
\nand here comes the rub<\/p>\n
the lioness is dead
\nher eyes lost for sure
\nsprawled in a heap
\na victim of war?<\/p>\n
no! just a hunter
\nthe scarier souls
\nbehind that crossbow
\nhe acts out the roles<\/p>\n
this wild soul
\ndespatched to the place
\nwe all know
\nthe final place
\nwhere all of us go<\/p>\n
these profile pictures
\nbring tears to my eyes
\nbold these sad people
\nthey don’t realise<\/p>\n
the price all are paying
\nfor their bit of fun
\ntheir selfish reason
\nout in the sun<\/p>\n
a dusty old photo
\nin some dusty tome
\nthat nobody looks at
\nin the retirement home<\/p>\n
no one remembers
\nthe bold hunter who
\ncan’t find his penis
\nor tie up his shoe<\/p>\n
but everyone seeing the
\nlion cold stone dead
\nhas that poor soul
\nstill running around
\nin their head<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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