I woke up feeling the sun
\nwarm on my back this morning I
\nhad got up early and romped about
\nunder an azure sky
\nit looked to be a good day
\nand drank some water wow
\nthat really tasted special
\nI was in the now<\/p>\n
and now I’m sick and dying
\nand that prancing bloke in blue
\nall those silks and satins
\nsometimes I want to screw
\ncreeps like him into the dust
\nand crush him really flat
\nin many ways he does disgust
\nand I could use him like a mat
\nkind of fall on top of him
\nand crush him and hear him cry
\nbut then I too am sentient
\nand there is no reason why<\/p>\n
he stabs me yea he cuts me yea
\nand darts yea here and there
\nholding up that cape of his
\nwith all his curly hair
\nbut then I get to thinking
\nwhat’s the point of that
\nI don’t have to kill him
\nalready he looks a pratt<\/p>\n
those toreadors and picadors
\nmore cowards if you ask me
\nthey get those horses dressed
\nup in regalia and we
\nsee them and can gore them
\naccidentally
\nwe don’t set out to hurt each other
\nbut sometimes regrettably<\/p>\n
it happens and again as sentients
\nwe feel very bad
\nthe human unkind they feel nothing
\nthey don’t even look sad
\nthat we feel pain
\nand the horse feels pain
\nthey don’t bloody care
\nand the audience those spanish people
\nthey are so unfair<\/p>\n
its a big family outing
\nthe children come as well
\nthey don’t seem put off by my blood
\nice cream and sweets when I fell
\ndown with such a thump
\nall I heard was a bloody cheer
\nI was aching my heart was breaking
\nbut them oh it was clear<\/p>\n
they couldn’t care a monkeys
\nfor me
\nthe fact that I
\nwas stabbed and slammed and losing it
\nand soon I was going to die
\nthey were laughing they were singing
\neating ice cream like before
\nthe Spanish and the Bullfights
\ngod knows what its for<\/p>\n
look at me I’m almost spent
\nI was healthy and strong today
\nand now I am all but knackered
\nwith not a lot to say
\nits hot I could do with some water
\nmy eyes too want to sleep
\nmy head feels extra heavy
\nI think I am going to weep<\/p>\n
adios amigo’s
\none day you’ll go
\nwhere we goes<\/p>\n
and we shall be waiting for you<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I woke up feeling the sun warm on my back this morning I had got up early and romped about under an azure sky it looked to be a good day and drank some water wow that really tasted special … Continue reading