exploitative

Lines of sows
About to score
It’s pig farming
Are they sure
That the sows are ready
To receive the boar
A Randy brute
Who was kept next door

In the crates no where to go
Softened up
Their backs on show
Bring in the boar
Ten sows are there
An invasive treatment
More and more

Being raped
And you cannot turn
Is it providential
Learn
The basics really
Momentously
The females are seen to
Angrily

It’s true they are pigs
Females who
Have the same feelings
As me or you
Farmers prepare
The victims and
The strapping sows
Must understand

The broody boar
Will shaft away
Impregnating
Everyday
It’s a torture
It’s a sin
Helping the boar to
Get it in

A higher position
A loftiness
It’s clearly painful
Without redress
No love at all
Just a vile attack
A lumbering boar
On Their weakened back

Sexual violence
It’s the scream
The starmash and turmoil
It’s no dream
A savage and brutal
Penetration
A Kicking thrashing
Aberration.