A calves last thoughts

Posted on April 8, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Oh fuck it I have reached the bucket
Of my life apparently
Being weighed
Prior to being slayed
As stock in trade
Where actually
Easter treasure
That’s their game
A pot of curry
To inflame
Their intestines probably
And an end alas for me

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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