Lines dedicated to the traditional food-harvesting methods of the Inuits of Western Greenland, and the conflicts arising therefrom with modern Western opinion of the aforementioned cultural acts

I do not actually know if the title of this poem is longer than the poem itself... Anyway, it's mine. Enjoy.

Lines dedicated to the traditional food-harvesting methods of the Inuits of Western Greenland, and the conflicts arising therefrom with modern Western opinion of the aforementioned cultural acts

by

Damon Lord

There once were whale hunters

Up in Disko Bay.

They hunted whales and seals

Every single day.

A Greenpeace activist

Sabotaged their boat.

They caught the long-haired hippie

And slit the bastard's throat.