Chicken little very cheap a life documented

Just a baby
That is I
In a shed
I wonder why
The EU directive
States
19 birds per square metre
Humiliates
That’s about an A4 sheet
Of paper we have
To compete

A restricted diet
That causes stress
And Frustration
Who would want for less
Chronic hunger
Bruising too
42 days life
That’s the clue

Caught by hand
And by machine
Many are dead which
Is so mean
Before we reach
The slaughter place
Bruised and broken
A big disgrace

Simply lit sheds
We eat we sleep
Standing up
Shit and reap
This is certainly HELL
On earth
We grow so fast
And we are worth

Killing in just
40 days
Thrown about
Speed it pays
Everyone injured
Many are dead
Leg deformities
It’s been said

Everyone of us
Cannot bear
To walk our big breasts
Do you care?
You the consumers
On average eat
25 kilos a year
In meat

Which is why
Our life in this true
Death camp
Is shocking really
It’s hot and damp
Many are sickly
Many are sore
Many just die
And rot and more

This is the EU
not chlorinated NO
They talk up the US
Where they grow
Even bigger in a faster time
But tHe EU is shocking
Birds just climb

Over each other
Puke and shit
It’s stinks to high heaven
Where I sit
I cannot relax
I can hardly stay
Alive for a moment
Of every day

I have lost my feathers
The stress so much
I’m called a broiler
For meat as such
My legs gave out
A week ago
My bodies too heavy
As you might know

To exist like this
So you humans can
Eat cheap chicken
It’s the plan
The supermarkets
Sell it cheap
And so we chickens
Ofcourse must
Reap

The cruelty factor
The disbelief
Pollution defilement
Pain and grief
Held in contempt
Discredited too
Scruffy and odious
What can we do

We have no dignity
Deflated put down
Faded and withered
In fece# we drown
Common as muck
Societies dregs
Bloody great breasts
And matchsticks for legs

Stooping and bent
We grimace we pout
Scowl snort and grovel
We are in no doubt
These women haters
The factory men
Misogynist buggers
Clearly it’s when
They manhandle us
Sticking their fingers
In eyes
And just cut our throats
Really the lies

They tell about stunning us
Most of us feel
The blade as our heads roll
We hear the squeal
Covered in each other’s blood
What a way
Of leaving your earth
At the end of the day

Served in a bucket
Threadled on a spit
Chucked in a curry
We’ve been living in shit
And now you are scoffing us
Our mortal pain
No wonder you humans
Are sickly again

Remoaners talk up
Chlorination but we
Have a shit life
In the EU we be
In a hell hole
Every moment we dare
To breathe all that
Filth which you people call air