Foie gras such ugly evilness

indecent and despicable

odious and wrong

ordering this torture

this disease just to  belong

opprobrious and shocking

disgusting to be sure

fried  in humiliation

deep down  in your core

engorgement satiation

no stifling affair

a bowel  that stinks like hell itself

irreverent despair

foie gras scoffing infidels

withered laurels, they

tarnished honour shifty shady stony

conceited  all the way

narcisstic graces, and just rotten  airs

pretentious pompous vile

opinionated  slappers

trying to reconcile

the torture and  the gavage

livers swollen ten

times the size

of gods design

that my dears was when

the knife blade

carved into the throat

and the livers   Torn away

the choking  and the croaking

and the throttling dismay.

 

 

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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