*This is the 19th poem I have written on this subject and it is still being sold in Fortnum and Mason in London and widely over the internet
\nif you know anyone who is selling it or eating it boycott them.*<\/p>\n
Foie gras I have written
\n about this so many times, and I
\ncan’t believe I can write again
\nbut I can and I will try
\nto impress on those who dare
\nto eat this vile and corrupt shit
\nthis is a diseased liver
\nand where now does that sit
\nin the annals of satanic thought,
\nall that I can say
\nis it lives down in the fiery depths
\nits grotesque
\nthat some would pay
\nfor Fortnum and Mason
\nthat snooty place
\nto lower their standards too
\nthe depths of such depravity
\nit frightens me and you
\nbecause undoubted torture
\nand criminality
\nputting on a living earthling
\nsuch adversity
\nforcing a sentient soul mate
\nto undergo such pain
\nand profitting from its agony
\nmeans we must be insane<\/p>\n
the hardship, the misfortune
\nto be born and come to be
\nin a foie gras farm
\nthose birds live abominably
\nhumiliated day and night
\nno let up to our shit
\nwe inflict such egregious harm
\nand where now does it sit
\nits in wretchedness and misery
\nand severity as well
\nthose birds would have been begging
\nto die and go to Hell
\nfor the place that they experienced was
\npitiless and austere
\nDraconian pandemonium
\na place of utter fear<\/p>\n
oppressive and coercive
\nthe heavy handed git
\nwho force fed fat and cornmeal
\na tyranny, the bit
\nis between my teeth
\nfor me to write about such evil
\nhere
\nit really, makes my blood boil
\nthat the rich choose to appear
\nto actually love to eat this
\ndiseased liver and proclaim
\nthat its the best thing, since sliced bread’
\nand then rapidly inflame
\nevery sentient being that hears this
\nstuff from me
\nthey may actually feel my anger
\nand passion instantly
\nthe liver swells to ten times its size
\nand chokes them they
\neither die
\nby choking or stabbed in the throat the way
\ntheir killed, a sigh
\na throat so ulcerated and bleeding
\nis there worse
\npremises to visit
\nI doubt that any curse
\nanywhere could ever be
\nas vile as foie gras is today
\nand those of you consuming it
\nin Hell friends you will pay<\/p>\n
its grotesque that some would pay<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
*This is the 19th poem I have written on this subject and it is still being sold in Fortnum and Mason in London and widely over the internet if you know anyone who is selling it or eating it boycott … Continue reading