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FOOD
Nothing happened yesterday
nothing today
Over and over you say
Please wrap me up in plastic
In the name of grace
Then get me to a piggery
As pigs leave no trace
The leopard lost its spots
The Zebra won its stripes
The cheetah rutting boar
And mantis pray
nothing today
Over and over you say
Please wrap me up in plastic
In the name of grace
Then get me to a piggery
As pigs leave no trace
The leopard lost its spots
The Zebra won its stripes
The cheetah rutting boar
And mantis pray
Published 10th Apr 2015
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10th Apr 2015 11:29am
10th Apr 2015 7:13pm
Anonymous
11th Apr 2015 7:16am
Blessed are the (real)animals...
12th Apr 2015 4:03pm
13th Apr 2015 8:25pm
Look up a Ted talk on the many many uses of pig by-products in the modern world.
Only people have to pay to live on planet earth. Something seems a little off in that idea. On the other hand, humans eat just about everything, including insects.
Only people have to pay to live on planet earth. Something seems a little off in that idea. On the other hand, humans eat just about everything, including insects.
14th Apr 2015 8:16am
29th Apr 2015 00:20am
Pigs don't leave much forensic evidence, as if one never existed. The animals in the last stanza might not be concerned. Competitors, libertines and a priest.
2nd May 2015 10:27pm
