Ever, Ever More Victims - Poem by Anthony Weir
(for Dr Robert M Sapolsky, vivisector)
Desperately holding the pig's heart
Which 'scientists' have plumbed in
To his neck
Why hast thou forsaken me? '
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The Road Not Taken
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