Badger, badger, black and white

Camouflaged against the night

Brambles rustle as you brush by

From your sett, elusive, shy

 

Living in a close-knit clan

A forager, no threat to man

Nature’s civil engineer

By British public held so dear

 

But omnivore of stocky build

Defra say you should be killed

Accused spreader of TB

A sniper’s bullet’s saved for thee

 

Infector of doomed cattle herds

Truth or fact, the line is blurred

So it seems that you’re a cursed

Drain upon the public purse

 

Badger, badger, black and white

Woodland creature of the night

Moonlight shimmers in the sky

Unaware your end is nigh