The evil bastards who eat or cook or sell foie gras

the absurdity of spoiling

of ruining Gods work

imagine a sick mentality

a preposterous gamble

who dares find

a more frenzied crackpot

a harbinger of grief

force feeding high fat corn balls torturing so

the liver  getting bigger

so much bigger its does grow

a fool perhaps a nincompoop

a dipstick without need

torturing beautiful ducks

until their insides bleed

a variant among us

who dares to be so cruel

a sadistic freak of Nature

paid by rich sods who

all ignorant and bigoted

they  dont know what they do

a lack of expectation

eye opening to those who

care and share true sanity

and exchange it for despair

spuriousness and falsity

thats  foie gras all the way

mendacity and faking

the  ambivalent display

flum flum bunkam and perversion

inexactitude and more

foie gras and the farmers

these  bastards i Abhor.

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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