Monday, 1 April 2019

The Lost Sheep With No Name


i met an organic meat farmer 
he claimed boldly he also owned the world’s first truly organic abattoir

he asked well would you like to see it
i said i’ll pass 
i have some ice i wish to sell to a penguin
must be going..
he smirked don’t tell me you are a fucking veggie..
i pondered okay i won’t
oh very droll he said 
my abattoir is truly organic he insisted
we don’t care for technology
we breed and let them go humanely
totally natural
and all in accordance with nature..
i should have walked away but being the crowned city idiot
and for many a year now..
i have the certificates..
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he ushered in the first lucky animal
while earnestly reminding me
and anyway animals don’t feel pain..so..case closed..
an abattoir hand nodded in agreement
ah you a veggie..you a veggie..
before walking off to the pub..
the animal gazed trusting limpid doe-like 
the laser guided pathos stung my eyes
here goes then said the world’s first truly organic abattoir owner
are you ready he asked
i wasn’t sure whether he was addressing me or the animal
he then grabbed the animal round the neck
see thing is we feed them natural food
so they taste lovely not of american chlorine
we give them the minimum of antibiotics and vaccines
and we let them out to run and eat grass
fewer little ones get autism
and animals don’t require a high eye queue anyway..
it was brightly lit outhouse
wispy rays of silver bathed the glass ceiling
but enough of the poetry..
after a few minutes of punching it in the head
it lay on the floor twitching..
where did you learn to do that i asked
oh sometimes while i am in the field
i watch the humans having punch-ups
i’ve been training in the barn
under the light of the moon hitting haystacks
my farmer friend forgot to mention all the steroids he forces upon us too ~
au natural
although i hate to say it the steroids really helped me bulk up
so i am filled with puss as well as muscle
yeah i’m gonna go to detox
before i walk onto another farm
do the same all over again..
by the bye
the ones who know 
call me the lost sheep with no name..
he then got on his equine friend and rode away..

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