Eric explains
I’m lacking in brains.
Don’s got no heart,
But does not complain.
So they follow direction,
By paying attention
To the man behind curtain who says…
In Africa, go hunting
Wild game, It’s a fun thing
Not cruel, as some people say…
It’s a way to be happy
And still be as sappy
No brain and no heart is the way
Then both of them dancing
Went gleefully prancing.
Down off their plane to find …
A gold brick lined lane.
Lined with bodies of slain …
Peoples from land long ago.
Though no longer living,
Their rights being taken
By Kings and by Queens far away
Making their stand,
To the last dying man
Remember the souls …
African.
And then come the lions,
And then come the tigers,
And then come the beers, don’t you see! ...
For the beer is imported
And definitely required
For hunting a necessity
You all must die now.
You’ve nothing to fear.
Why won’t you listen?
It’s why we’re all here
Come out, come out now,
We’ll set you all free.
You all have to die now …
Why don't you see?
When we can kill you
It makes us both high.
We’ll then take a selfie,
And hideously sigh …
“We’ll get your dogs too,
And monkeys that fly!”
The guides are all stunned
And release an “Oh My!”
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