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Dairy Cows My sad lament There is an answer and that is we must GO VEGAN
A poem by Rex Tyler (rex@cooksdelight.co.uk) Source: www.cooksdelight.co.uk |
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The Dairy Boys appear to be money grabbing sods Lent on by the Supermarkets who won't pay the odds They pay them less than cost and its no wonder farmers short Cut,the normal systems, it has to be well thought Out making a profit, or beating off the blues For the Supermarket moguls of course it is good news They have their specification,its delivered to their door All they do is price it up and wait for more and more Consumers come and buy it, the pristine white cold milk that may contain pus, blood and shit and stuff of that same ilk Back in the stalls those animals, many are lame and sick standing in their faeces they are slaughtered very quick Milked to death in 5 short years the knackers yard will be Strung up by the slitters and bathed in blood for free Hung up by one leg their whole weight they are under strain, and their they bleed and pray to God to take them off this chain Then these bastards cut their legs off they Are often still alive and feeling it, that's by the way so nothing does survive A cows life is of simply awful agony, the farmer feels aggrieved because alas The Supermarket outlets will not pay a fairer price so power is up against them, yes enmasse The animals they suffer abject poverty, of spirit of emotion and such pain inseminated every year, and every year her little dear is wrenched out of her grasp she cries in vain, its torn a'sunder and the rennin used to make your cheese, or put to veal more torture there,its all a bloody sqeeze The dairy Industry has karma which it has to share Its an industry promoting community despair. |