Lobsters have more feeling
\nThat pain imagine that
\nBoiled alive
\nWho could survive
\nWhere are such humans at
\nChefs so called
\nInveterate louts
\nScrewballed heartless sods
\nBoiling water
\nSoupy smells
\nHail and mighty Gods<\/p>\n
Cometh to the frothing pan
\nAs blood and guts begin
\nTo trickle from the softening
\nDragged out by the sin
\nOf so called human beings
\nWho take a living soul
\nFrom the depths of some dark ocean
\nThat someone else had stole,<\/p>\n
And plunged them into temperatures
\nWhere wickedness explains
\nSuch baseness and such vileness
\nThe agony like chains
\nOf ugliness, and frightfulness
\nEscape to be the plan
\nPoked about by so called chefs
\nThe ugliness of man<\/p>\n
And who waits at the table
\nThe tablecloth all white
\nA women and her lover
\nThey have no thought of fright
\nThey can smell an abomination
\nThe liquor of the deep
\nThe blood and guts the excrement
\nAnd to soon they will reap<\/p>\n
The death throes of the vanquished
\nWho lost its quest for life
\nPaid for by the human
\nWho abuses with his knife
\nChops into the chitin
\nAnd chews the guts and all
\nAll the rotten contents
\nDredged up in the trawl.<\/p>\n
An in their worm infested
\nStomach a dark hole
\nA rotten immoral cavernous stench
\nWhere corpses flat and roll
\nIn this infernal oven
\nOf vulgar abandoned lust
\nThe women and her lover
\nYes my dears disgust<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Lobsters have more feeling That pain imagine that Boiled alive Who could survive Where are such humans at Chefs so called Inveterate louts Screwballed heartless sods Boiling water Soupy smells Hail and mighty Gods Cometh to the frothing pan As … Continue reading