Pigs and I am One

Posted on October 7, 2024 by Rex Tyler

A terribly lingering torturous time
Being a farmed pig
In all of the slime
Sty’s should be clean
Well aired and dry
Not festooned with excrement
A place where we die
Everyday closer to hell yes we be
For farmers are ignorant
Please believe me.

A . Pig

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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