Magnificent Obsession
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You are my magnificent obsession I come back to
time and time again I see your face in agony
befuddled I cannot decipher whether it's a dog
a cow, a cat, or a pig who is being tortured

I surmise everyone knows, like myself
who possesses conscience and this is
why I cannot give up the ghost without
them knowing I went to my grave

In the hopes of rescuing as many as I
could from the plague which perverts
all mankind.
The plague of tasty flesh eating:

I am obsessed with rescuing them
I see no difference in those we
pet and those we eat.
do you?

You are my magnificent obsession.

When I play the cow magnet
fat cashiers laugh until I tell
them it is the sound of the
slaughterhouse. I don't want

to hear it she said. I told
her I no longer eat them
because of their moos
their boo hoos

she was glad I left the scene
and when she dines tonite
she may think of me
and the cow now

don't let the evil forces
keep you down from
exposing the truth
exposing the lies

you are my magnificent obsession.

2000 By Diana Moreton.

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