Pork it’s price is beyond me

Posted on October 16, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Alone on a dirty smelly floor
A lady pig lies tragically
She was raped and she
Will be here a plea
Why me why now what did I
Do in my life to deserve this Hell
No sweat glands and I don’t feel well
Babies developing inside of me
Struggling really to be free
I cannot move no where to go
It’s where I empty my bowels
You know
Immensely uncomfortable duck inside
I was born free that’s been denied
The price of Pork
Is agony
It’s boredom and a travesty
Why me why should I suffer so?

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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