Queued Poem by Saiom Shriver

Queued



When soon to be slain
cows pigs and sheep are subdued
By kickers and shockers
they are roughly queued
One by one they are murdered
ringed by the rude
They are crudely skewed
and cruelly screwed
so that their flesh,
falsely called food,
can be stewed,
can be chewed.
May we soon read
that the cows have sued.

Friday, November 22, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: food
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