Broilers

I was created by corporate shits
Fighting in board rooms for loads of profits
They have created frankensteins ghost
A fearful, resembling a living roast
Few feathers, all bones brittle and weak
Sabrina breasts that the bra less seek
I am a monster 44 days
A chemicalised wretch
I go out in a blaze

Of gas flame and grease
Refined m s g
You miserable meat eating
Vile progeny