Why do we keep killing these wonderful creatures.

Running around on four legs hunting, black and brown fur

You can hear them at night or day, beatiuful creatures on this earth

Always with family, giving love and protecting the kids

So wonderful and sweet, why can’t humans be this sweet and generous

They were here first before us, don’t you know, they help keep the earth balance

No need to hunt them, they’re scared of us they won’t hurt us

As long as we don’t go near them, we’ll be fine

Everyday they’re getting hunted and killed, why are we doing nothing

We can change this, at night you can hear the cries for help but no we just sit down and do nothing

This isn’t right, what would Steve Irwin say to us

Come on let’s make the change, you can hear the howls of the night, long cold nights

They’re being hunted for their fur, and because people are idoits in this world

Why do we need their fur? We got we need, blankets and pillows

Men just think they need to have a trophy but don’t they know that just because they killed them don’t them manly

Makes them look so selfish, hunting is pathetic and worthless

Even today people don’t see what they’re doing,

We’re treating the land like crap, open your eyes and see

And hear the howls of the night

Cries for help and cries for pain, please don’t hurt me

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