My throat feels bloody painful
its ulcerated too
everyday it bleeds
though there is nothing I can do
I have to just stand up
right although my legs ache so
my breathing is now terrible
and no one wants to know
my ribs are sore
I’m dying
and no one seems to care
and all my mates we feel the same
for us complete despair
we collectively now beg you
tell those farmers, we
are sentient we feel the pain
day and night, we be
crying we are dying
and foie gras is insane
force feeding 3 times a day
so lots of weight we gain
but how could you eat our livers
you are monsters if you do
diseased induced fatty liver
what does it mean to you
stop eating this foul product
think of us today
Tell Fortnum and Mason
For goodness sake
to clear the stuff away
they reckon they are a top shop
top of the cruel brigade
come and see us
hear our cries
as each of us is laid
screaming on the filthy floor
with a blade thrust in our throat
that is how they kill us
so remember what I’ve wrote
if you could see or hear us
the conditions where we live
its filthy, maggots crawl the wall
stop think do not give
one bent dime to these farmers
they are cruel beyond belief
force feeding us
till our livers swell
till death is our relief
*an average liver weight 65 grams
after 3 weeks of force feeding it can
balloon to 650 grams pushing into our ribs
and making breathing almost impossible
torturing us and then eating our diseased livers
its beyond the pale