Wrongdoer pig farmer

Given half the chance
They would choke on biting into you
Their so called pig farmer
Who hasn’t got a clue
About respect for his animals
A wrongdoer he be
A scoundrel and a evil doer
It’s misanthropy
His use of scorn and supercilliousness
For all to see
Curling his lip detracting
Pure indignity
And paltriness for animals
Who gave their lives to be
Beaten and discounted
BY each illegality

The death throes
Clearly apparent
And still unworthiness
Infringing their innocence
Unrightful is the stress
Presumptuous and so unearned
Such impropriety
No doubt in my mind
Hell is the place where you should be

There can be no forgiveness
No free pardon not for you
You imagine that your human
Looking at you there’s no clue
For me just no excuses
For the evil that’s within
Aiding and abetting
With the devil and his sin

clearly lacking principle
Your total insincerity
Crooked and corruptive
Shameful your rascality
Underhand and tortuous
Untruthful and insincere
Inglorious and nepotistic
Each adjective so clear.

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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