THE PLUNDERERS

Just like the pirates of old
The Plunderers like to pillage,
Raiding throughout the country
From any town to every village.

Wise folk stay locked safe inside
To avoid these demented savages,
Who plunder all before them
To steal, to main, to ravage.

The Plunderers are like locusts
They can pick a whole town bare,
In days or weeks, they loot and kill
Until nothing is left standing there.

They devastate the countryside
Leaving mere detritus in their wake,
Destroying every living thing
No matter how long it takes.

Despoiling everything beautiful
Leaving only ugliness behind,
The Plunderers are partly human
And partly monstrous animal-kind.

Kidnapping gorgeous woman
To turn into their wives,
But men, children, ugly women
Nome of them ever survives.

THE END
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Melbourne, Victoria, Australia