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Animal Rights Poetry and Prose By Heidi Coon

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By Heidi Coon

Shifts half over...
Airs filled with acrid odor
Here comes another bacon-maker...
I'm gonna plop this piggy in my cooker
Rest assured...

No body hair left for the butcher
I'm making cadavers
For the pig hacker-upper
The rubber suited dismemberer
...now, look at this wide-eyed oinker
C'mon, take a swim in my boiler
I'll
Fucking
Destroy
You
You stupid pink squealer
I'll bet you're a screamer
Try an' get out, I'll push ya down deeper
With my iron 'death sealer'
Look at you, little porker
Don't you like boiling water??
Ohhhh, we got a snorter!
...your skins getting waxy...
...your grunts growing raspy...
...your white eyed stares gone glassy...

All for the purpose of pork products, pigs are electrocuted, beaten, & scalded alive.

They're brutally forced into boiling cauldrons, and horrifically submerged with metal poles.

NO ONE SHOULD SUFFER LIKE THIS.

NO ONE SHOULD CAUSE AGONY LIKE THIS.

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