Once I was a piglet
\nA soft innocent wee soul
\nFarmed out to the CAFO
\nUnknowing of my role
\nJust one of the many
\nAmong the wicked breed
\nDesigned we heard for bacon
\nFor spare ribs YES indeed
\nA baby without swaddling
\nTails snipped teeth clipped too
\nThen castrated with rusty pliers
\nHonest that is true<\/p>\n
A stinking labouring wicked sod
\nHis breath was rank and smelly
\nHis hands were hard
\nHis face and hair
\nI remember his big belly<\/p>\n
No nest just dirty water
\nCrammed together
\nwe
\nWere beaten kicked and thrown about
\nIrreverence you see<\/p>\n
Look at my eyes
\nLook at my head
\nSpurned in every way
\nI cannot sweat
\nNo sweat glands
\nAnd don\u2019t they make me pay<\/p>\n
Its really filthy dirty
\nFriends dying everywhere
\nCannabalism yes it is here
\nAnd of course despair
\nThey kick us and won\u2019t feed us
\nThats what these rotters do
\nDishonesty and insincerity
\nCrookedness this lot
\nThey take no blame
\nThey Dont do shame
\nWhat now have I got<\/p>\n
No future thats for certain
\nSoon yes I will be
\nHanging off a bloody chain
\nMy blood rush constancy
\nYes deserted by my god
\nThat one in the sky
\nAnd soon bits of me in a pan
\nOf dripping where I fry
\nBUT
\nMy plea to you is WHY<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Once I was a piglet A soft innocent wee soul Farmed out to the CAFO Unknowing of my role Just one of the many Among the wicked breed Designed we heard for bacon For spare ribs YES indeed A baby … Continue reading