Few see us

Crated up
Like so much rubbish
Thats our lot alas
We are turkeys
Bound for slaughter
All of us enmasse

Nobody seems to love us
Nobody seems to care
People want to eat us
Humans are not aware

A few of you are vegans
But very very few
Most eat blood and flesh
And just want more and more
We drew

The short straw when we came to be
Created which is sad
And the farmers who look after us
DONT
They are really bad

They torture us
Throw us about
Break our wings and legs
Really they are inhuman
Really just the dregs

Of humanity we live in hell
Maggots and puke its true
To be a turkey in your world
Is a nightmare thats come true

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