It’s true I know
All is relative, no?
Or here it’s looking at you!
Those little sow and sow,
How is it, to kill a little pig?
I mean after all its innocent, dig!
And so pink and cute,
Do you have to be a brute?
Or what do you do?
You stop all feelings do you?
How do you do that?
I mean what excuse you formulate?
Your feelings compensate,
To cause this abuse,
You did it for what, excuse,
To eat them,
What about potatoes or tomatoes,
And on and on it goes,
And why do you kill so many,
Well I make a pretty penny,
You must really enjoy your work,
Why, you have to ask, you dork,
I ask again what about their feelings,
What about yours,
But I guess it’s alright as long it’s for the money,
The house, the car, the tummy,
Shit, your gut speaks volumes.
©19/03/2009
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In Spirit,
Bear
We consumers don't realize what is going on in those houses, imagine the terror of that creatures which are waiting hearing that howling of pain.
Georg
You'll make me a vegan yet!;-)
Love,
Eileen