Category Archives: Piglets suckling

The silent are suffering

A few of us plead We plead everyday Out in the street And in line come what May I write for animals Blog far and wide I talk for the animals I am on their side Some seventy years I … Continue reading →

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Feeder pigs and a soft bandana

Let’s go back through history To the death camps And presume This so called wondrous feminine For her pigs death doth loom She needs the space And they must go Families being sacrificed As many of us know So many … Continue reading →

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What surgical procedure’s piglets have to go through

Who’d want to be a piglet Whose mother soon will be Spare ribs in some Chinese meal And bacon real salty As a tiny infant Farm labour is around To dock their tails And testicles For the meat trade They … Continue reading →

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Inanimate objects they ain’t

Man unkind Ought to be blind Brain dead horrid brutes These piglet angels Should never be Tossed about so violently The Meat Trade stinks It’s workers scar Life such strife Is who they are

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Two little runts

Two tiny babies Innocent angels Born of a mother A sister a brother A family both loving Who will be locked up In a dirty sty Injected with rubbish Unheard when they cry Runts of a litter Soon they will … Continue reading →

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Why we allow farmers to brutalise pigs

Torture in the name of humanity Hernias it’s just depravity What we do to beautiful souls Cruelty negligence rabid roles Some of you eat them Imagine that Ground into sausage Is where you are at Bountiful beings Wondering why They … Continue reading →

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Us Pigs

Don’t ever call us dirty It’s not a name we know We rest we sleep we like to build Bests it tests Our output and our yield We dump a bit like you In toilets we judge far We root … Continue reading →

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In the gas chambers

Highly Social that’s us Family is our thing We really love our mothers For all that they can bring The fact that you love bacon Packed with nitrites and Cancer isn’t far away We just don’t understand Why you gas … Continue reading →

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Inside the slaughterhouse

Unborn piglets in their mother She is being gassed Her throat slit From ear to ear Cruelty amassed The viciousness of slaughter men The principal expresses Evil on a massive scale

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Pigs nest builders and do not dump where they eat

Oh yes that they do In a forest glade Clean living creatures On them is laid Words like dirty When they are clean They eat at their table They view as Obscene to eat where they dump Like some humans … Continue reading →

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Congenital tremors amongst piglets

Congenital tremor From blunt force trauma Carried out on piglets who Are weaker than the litter sizes This is what they do Bash their heads against the floor They shake their legs and try to run In reality all that … Continue reading →

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Whose calling who a runt?

The more I see this The more I know Babies have that amazing glow Beaten blue By the farming trade And nobody then comes to their aid Watch them shake Watching them die I am a man And sadly I … Continue reading →

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Public enemy number piglet one

Imagine it little babies All bursting with life Murdered in the pig sty Treated with such strife Beaten bashed and treated Like footballs on the floor Literally neglecting them More and more and more Bashing their brains out Crippling Nasty … Continue reading →

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Even a piglet gets a sore head sometimes

A tiny pig they call a runt Smaller than some Yes they grunt Being aware food is less On their own under stress Picked on by the farmhands who Toss them down hard onto The walkway smash their heads Most … Continue reading →

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Suffering like no other

Pigs why do they suffer The torture every day They possess a heart that aches like hell And are tortured in every way Punching squeezing hurting their ears That’s Until they bleed Prisoners of consciousness Suffering indeed.

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To be or not to be a piglet

Little innocent piglets Thinking of their mother Imagine for a moment in time There is nothing other Than true love of their mother Who has sweated through it all Watching her babies murdered Against the filthy wall Bloodied shaking broken … Continue reading →

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Piglet

Oh good I am a baby pig With teeth and a curly tail I was born inside a gestation crate In a dirty gaol The farmer is my dentist And my surgeon too He uses pliers to chip my teeth … Continue reading →

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A child

It’s atrocious to be holding a baby in our arms Beautifully transparent Just so many charms Brilliantly possessing A heavenly attitude Alert to every heartbeat Evidence pursued A piglet rich on innocence A tiny testimony Proven credibility A child can … Continue reading →

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Pig HELL

A satanic stifling space A purpose made latrine Filth is everywhere It really is obscene Hot and hugely sweaty With no sweat glands at All A diabolic imprisonment That only can appal.

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Mothers and their babies

It says the whole world Now fails to see What the meat trade has done To animals, we Forget to see mothers And children When we polish off bacon and spare ribs And be Failing the family Encouraging pain Mother … Continue reading →

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Eating bacon

Extending the life of dead flesh Murdered flesh as well Tortured flesh all its short lives That alone is Hell Nitrites nitrates sulphur All sorts of chemical crap Carcinogenic offal That around your organs  wrap

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A pigs eye view on life

I really think I am handsome More so than a sausage Bacon or some spare ribs scratchings and what’s more I have a brain a heart and skin I play out in the yard I am really rather clever And … Continue reading →

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Pigs in turmoil thanks to the meat trade

Imagine being imprisoned Not guilty of any crime It’s pig farmers and the meat trade Who in fact never climb Out of hell inscrutably Consign the angels too A filthy extreme environment For that is what they do In hot … Continue reading →

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What it does to a sow to be locked up

They love to root about of course In The wild forests where It’s a hogs main dreamscape In the wind and rain they share All the smells of the countryside But locked in farrowing crates Which is what farmers do … Continue reading →

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A pig over heating farmed just for eating

Born without sweat glands the farmer knew But he kept them in hot sheds It’s what people do A pig so uncomfortable feeling the heat All he is in this world is a prime lump of meat Who cares if … Continue reading →

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Pigs to slaughter

On their way to the death camp wallers Gas will take them far away Murder us the word they are using Make these angels actually pay Crammed together hear the sobbing Pork and bacon is the thing Dressed up in … Continue reading →

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Piglets and the meat trade

A writhing mass of piglets Disrespected as we can see Ready to be slaughtered In a general infamy Hearts and souls and livers Eyes and crispy skin A slaughterhouse of evil With what is general sin

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Pigs are born with clean habits

Born without sweat glands Which is then why pigs Need to stay cool Under the sky All grouped together Farrowed in crates Their urge to remain clean Against reprobates Farmers who care Nothing Animals who Made to stand where they … Continue reading →

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I heard what a pig said in his darkness

In a craven cellar A vile gestation crate Farrowing disasters Sadly are of late Squalid spaces smelling Of excrement and pee And I will die an Angel And shits will then eat me

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Farming pigs

His thoughts about the pigs he keeps This ignorant farmer who Imprisons them all from day one And he thinks he is true They do no have sweat glands So he keeps them in the heat Throws mud at them … Continue reading →

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