With hard-hair-horn,
upon ancient head so noble,
Sadly, to save the
old rhino, must now go global,
I find it so unjust,
unfair & so very preposterous,
That we have to save
our friend, the old rhinoceros.
For the world´s misguided
idea that the man´s erection,
Delivers more, with
horn´s powdered potion & injection,
Sadly, Homo erectus
still has so much to listen & learn,
And until he does,
the human being, I´ll deem to spurn.
The same goes for
all those, that for our needs, we do use,
Fur, hide, feather,
skin, claw, paw, all that we now do abuse,
In this sorry vain
there can be no hope, for us men on earth,
Till we leave alone,
all those creatures who have been birthed.
Used for medicines,
sexual potions, beauty & eternal drugs,
All God´s creatures,
within the families of beast, bird & bugs,
Maybe if man´s private
parts, to beasts, were far more tasty,
He´d respect the beast
& before killing, he´d be far less hasty.
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