Eat the Baby
By Nicola Thomas
An Animal Rights Poem from

Eat the Baby
By Nicola Thomas

When mum gave birth to a baby
All chorused "Well done mum!"
But mother didn't say a word
Because this mum was dumb.

When baby was a few days old,
Their mouths began to water...
The innocent little baby would
Very soon be gone for slaughter!

When baby was but two weeks old,
They put her on the scales:
From there into a wooden box
Made fast with iron nails.

They took the baby to a place
Which had a crimson floor;
The walls were coated too, of course
With crimson guts and gore.

They dragged the baby from the box
Onto the bloody ground,
And when the shocks were sent through her,
She didn't make a sound.

They hung the baby by her feet
Onto a moving chain.
But no-one stopped to ask about
The excruciating pain.

The baby travelled upside down
And met a bloody knife.
And when the knife plunged into her,
She parted with her life!

The baby hung there motionless,
Her entrails swam below:
The reason for her violent death?
The lamb would never know.

They ripped the skin clean off her back,
And hacked her into two.
The reason for the baby's death
Was simply hot lamb stew!

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