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Another look at FUR and the Animal Lberationists
A poem by Rex Tyler (rex@cooksdelight.co.uk) Source: www.cooksdelight.co.uk |
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Airbrushed skeleton's clad in fur Fox, Coyote Just who were The victims, Tell me Why did they Have to give their lives today. Truly genuine of spirit were, where they were born to be unsuspecting of some device left to kill them painfully and abject paid did surely follow and did'st thou wilt under its strain corporate blood loss and nervous rigour dispatched to Hell in the pouring rain Stripped of skin wafting soft chemicalised hung in some loft and woven into an expensive coat sacrificial lambs of note air brushed skeleton's high heeled hags whose cat walk gait well, kind of bags Designers, pumped up money grabbers corporate creeps the real back stabbers ugly, motivated sods media, inflated gods Who perpetrate this evil practice each fur bearing earthling must die, so every hag can use abuse and choose their given trust. Innocence it often sallies the youth but as maturity meanders through a maze of melodramatic mist it seems to me Liberation fronts expression the procession ninja's they balaclava's to the ready soon it will be judgement day. |