THE REAL MCCOY
By Diana Moreton

This is the real McCoy, Arnold
you're goin' down for Jimmy Dean
folks love the taste of your tasty taste
it keeps ‘em rugged, cool and mean

You'll just have to accept your fate
it's all part of deep human tradition
this is why you were born and raised
we need no other ammunition

We use to treat you good
bucolic pig butts roamed free
superior giants changed plans
reworked margins of profit

You will spend days in confinement
Crying for mercy in sorrow and pain
We love the taste of your tasty flesh
To this end we do selfishly reign

I care nothing about your existence
I just want to eat you, you see
I'd do it myself, but I am afraid
of this gruesome dark atrocity.


Originally published in Animal Rights Online.