corn fed if it kills me
I just want to be corn fed before you kill me
However meagre my crop
How eager your harvest
I still have feathers
And half a wing to fly
the fuck
Out
of your hell hole- should I ever get the chance
At least if I’m slayed by Jamie Oliver
Ill be served with the best garnish
And sat upright
The seat of the pants
Ill fly
A merry death
A celebrity chefs
Knife is the coolest way to go
Not Asda nor Tescos own
I saw you picture on my brothers packet
Farmer giles
And jimmy hacket
Farmers incorporated
Made it look alright
I got a ton of feathery shite to
Cough off my chest
You invested in asbestos sheds
You bastards
You are filth
Chicken shit I smear on you
For treating me this way
Battery caged and useless
I want to be corn fed before you kill me
Its my egg born right
Its my sodium light kick in the
Hens teeth
Your compassion is rare
As is your beef
But your steroids
Are just the thief of fools gold
Bet you never told them about the steroids
Jack
You fuckin slack farmer
Shit on your rubber boots
Kick in your missing tooth
Give me corn
Like any normal bird
Give me a free range to peck
Don’t train wreck me
On a hook
I saw you looking
Dumb fuck
Ill get my way
Corn fed, one day
If it kills me.
Francine
Sun 31st May 2009 05:19
J'adore la passion que tu mets dans les expressions de ton écriture...
Tu sais que je suis entièrement d'accord avec tes sentiments...