lions! tigers! and something that makes money I guess

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the farm

 

the spider crept beside her, 

the rats played inside her! 

dear god! how long has that body been laying here?

the maggots they creep just bellow 

call it a circle, but I am seeing straight lines

call me unpractical but I could use a machete and a pitchfork

we are getting to the marrow 

flowing down the straight and narrow 

cannibalistic hallucinations 

the vultures will love us some day 

a habitat for humanity!

look honey those people playing just beyond the glass!

how crass 

just the mass of a ship sinking 

your going to say "what the fuck?" 

scream "he had some meaning 

but maybe its plain ol' knuckle dragging

and unhinged mouths blabbing  

a screw loss captain"

but I will stammer, I well yelp 
"those peglets get slaughtered, not for I but you"
Author's Notes/Comments: 

I love my leather jacket! 

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