weedzinger

Fear In The Meat

I was in the line
With all the others
Nose to tail, tail to nose
Grunting along like all the rest
Not really listening to the sharp
ZZzzt sound up ahead at the end
Of the line,

When I glanced up at the
Fence, and the fence just didn’t
Seem all that tall, you know,
I ruminated to myself:

That fence ain’t so ****in’ high!

And I mooed as much to Flossie’s ass:

That fence is no higher than the fence
Me and Bull jumped that year—

And I heard a groan back behind me:

Don’t do it, you’ll make trouble for
All of us! Don’t do it!



But I decided to try it and so I
Put a little space between me and
Flossie and then I made a leap and
--lo! I was out, gone, running off through
the woods beside the plant before
anybody knew anything was happening,
before any cow knew I was gone,
--and it did feel so good after all that
cramped time to stretch my legs,
the wind blew off all the flies that had
been bothering me, I ran and ran and
ran like an antelope, full of grace, until
I was out of breath and down in a little valley where I lay down to rest . . .

I didn’t know what I was going to do,
do you ever when you make that leap?

Just to rest and wait and sleep
the bliss-filled sleep of the happy feral cow

In the morning, I took off again,
and I saw them filming me up at the top of the ravine,
I knew something was going to happen then
and of course there was the prick
when the hypo hit my flank –
I ran a little more –
but the drug was too strong,
you know, no way to fight it.

Funny thing: when I woke
I looked at the pen I was in
and, ****, it had the same type of fence,
not a bit higher than the one I jumped before -- dumb humans --
so I waited until no one was about and –
Gone again.

Now they say a rich man is going to come and pay a lot of money for me and I will not have to go back to stand in line at the plant like all the others…

I wonder if it is true as I have heard that fear lurks in the meat of we creatures about to die, and that fear moves on through to the creatures that devour us…?



Its about a cow that escaped from a slaughter house TWICE!

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Half of the people can be part right all of the time,
Some of the people can be all right part of the time.
But all of the people cant be right all of the time.

Bongzilla

Awesome poem man!