Dead to the world

The insensitive repellant farmhands
Who thought
To dress up a dead pig
A cynical sort
of damnable screwballs
Thought to, vulgarise
With their lack of respect
Which comes as no surprise

Unfeeling odious pranksters
Who be
Congenital dropouts
Such idiocy
And brain damaged vileness
Unstable and sick
Whoever did this
Is one hell of a
Prick!

They love their animals, that’s what we hear
Non compos mentis the deranged,I fear
Just unhinged screwballs
Needing a bash
Unseemly to see this
Just so much trash

They murdered a pig
Laid it out on the ground
Dressed in a tea shirt
And blue jeans when found
Wellington boots
A wrist watch and gun
And a bottle of water
The spectacle, Fun
Damnable nonsense
A Tasteless scene
So unaffected
Deranged it does mean

They all need a whopping great kick in the face
For what they have left here
Is a bloody disgrace