The fifth most populous state
\nof the America’s
\nwith fur farms every which way and beyond
\ncarbuncles thick protrusions
\nand from the vile dark cages
\nhousing sweetest innocents
\nleft in there for ages
\nuntil their mental state
\nhas reached a lowering and they
\ngo back and forth
\nand back and forth
\nfor that’s their only way
\nto appreciate the reason
\ntheir limbs are there at all
\nthe past gave them their memories
\nand from them now, they trawl<\/p>\n
and its round and around
\nand up and down till their eyes
\ngo blind and their bones
\nare drowned
\nin the sepsis and the
\nexcrement
\nthat they walk around in
\nuntil its spent
\nthe wire floor lets some
\nof it go
\nbut the filth and webs
\njust grow and grow
\nand the mange and flea
\ninfestation
\nbring an awfully new creation<\/p>\n
these are wild boys
\nwho would trail
\nmiles each day
\nthrough sun and hail
\nbut now inside these hovels they
\nare made to go mad
\nand to pay
\nand for what
\nwhat is the sacrifice
\ntheir fur the furriers think so nice
\nafter the chemical treatments they
\ncan make a fortune
\nevery day<\/p>\n
they can find the hags
\nand the other clones
\nthe sirens with their sun bleached bones
\ntheir botox lips and their plastic skin
\nand titanium joints
\nall wearing thin
\nskin tags hanging
\nchocolate brown
\nwill they show beneath the gown
\nand then the coat
\nsome 40 souls
\ntook the anal poker
\nroles
\nbite down hard lad
\nthat’s the way
\nthe fur hags
\nlike it and will pay<\/p>\n
and as you venture out tonight
\npossibly in the pale moonlight
\nmy God your face is really white
\ncould be those fish lips
\nyou thought looked
\ngood on you would look better cooked
\nI can hear each of those souls in pain
\ncan’t you hear it is so plain
\nscreams and screeches all the way
\nit gets to me, I have to say
\nhow you can dress the way you
\ndo
\nwith those dead animals
\nclinging to you
\nI cannot bring myself to know
\nhow you honestly feel you glow<\/p>\n
to me again I see and feel
\ninside each cage it did reveal
\nsuch madness and such tragedy
\nand this is what it means to me
\nto see you showing off your coat
\nand I am sure helps others
\nnow to note
\nthe anguish stitched in every skin
\nthat covers up a wealth of sin <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The fifth most populous state of the America’s with fur farms every which way and beyond carbuncles thick protrusions and from the vile dark cages housing sweetest innocents left in there for ages until their mental state has reached a … Continue reading