You’ve all got fucking eyes to see<\/p>\n
a LAMB is a baby sheep<\/p>\n
a bouncing spring like joyful soul<\/p>\n
who frolics in the deep<\/p>\n
grassy verdant meadows<\/p>\n
who plays with breeze swept<\/p>\n
flowers<\/p>\n
as innocent as the day is long<\/p>\n
his animated hours<\/p>\n
are spent at chasing butterflies<\/p>\n
and following the sun<\/p>\n
dancing round and round and round<\/p>\n
like lambs have always done<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
but then of course<\/p>\n
the butcher man<\/p>\n
wants lively loving souls<\/p>\n
wants to have them killed<\/p>\n
and chopped up<\/p>\n
for they have their roles<\/p>\n
to keep to<\/p>\n
lovely tasty tender lamb<\/p>\n
on restaurant plates<\/p>\n
turn the grass to concrete<\/p>\n
and take down all the gates<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
send them off to the abattoir<\/p>\n
that house of death where they<\/p>\n
will receive the mark of \u00a0terror<\/p>\n
and of course will pay<\/p>\n
In \u00a0Italy they were not stunned<\/p>\n
just throats cut with one sweep<\/p>\n
imagine this a joyful soul<\/p>\n
is guaranteed its sleep<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
the sleep that becomes long lasting<\/p>\n
so that human unkind can<\/p>\n
chew upon their tender breasts<\/p>\n
and legs fried in some pan<\/p>\n
a little mint sauce chopped<\/p>\n
and with some vinegar<\/p>\n
then swept<\/p>\n
over the dead flesh sparingly<\/p>\n
as the mother wept<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
she wept her eyes \u00a0were red raw<\/p>\n
the farm yard knows the pain<\/p>\n
the agony of losing a child<\/p>\n
it really is the bane<\/p>\n
of every single mother<\/p>\n
that there has ever been<\/p>\n
and to know that it has been eaten<\/p>\n
for that mother is obscene<\/p>\n
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You’ve all got fucking eyes to see a LAMB is a baby sheep a bouncing spring like joyful soul who frolics in the deep grassy verdant meadows who plays with breeze swept flowers as innocent as the day is long … Continue reading