Treasure Island

Saiom Shriver

(Ohio)

Animal Roods


In the captivity, beating
and cutting
is trillions of animals' rood
Humans term 'gravy'
their cooked blood
and call their
dead flesh food

Submitted: Monday, November 26, 2012
Edited: Monday, November 26, 2012
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