Dripping with blood
See the slaughter mans knife
Once again killing
And taking a life
Carcase on rail hooks
Are swung to a block
Taken to butcher
Their limbs to unlock
Vast internal organs
Get sorted whilst hot
Smell quite disgusting
And there’s such a lot
Shipped off to shops
Will be sold to the many
Joints chops or steaks
Choose you can have any
Like human piranha
Bones left on a plate
Bred for their meat
With a slaughter mans date
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
David Threadgold www.davidthreadgold.com
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/5-the-slaughter-man/
