That’s right
\nI’m a baby
\nbut what do you care?
\nas long as you steal milk
\nfrom me
\nunaware<\/p>\n
that I am then
\nseparated from my
\n mama
\nand killed
\nthat’s my lot
\nin this world
\nwhilst you are<\/p>\n
feeding yourselves
\non bovine rich cream
\nwith its, added chemicals
\nnow it would seem
\nto damage your health
\nwhich is true this we know
\nbut there’s profit for superstores
\nnow in the flow<\/p>\n
Calves are shot dead or thrown
\non the floor
\nsometimes its veal crates
\nfor evermore
\nthat means 5 months
\nbut it feels like an age
\nchained by the neck
\nyes another sad page<\/p>\n
in the great horror story
\nof Dairy, and we
\nare the victims, alas
\nthat’s how it must be
\nI miss my mother
\nI miss her smell
\nI miss her warm milk
\nI loved that and well<\/p>\n
I know my place
\nI’m a calf I must die
\nso you lot can put my milk
\nin your fish pie<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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