A poem from my sister - The Accidental Smallholder

Posted: Thursday 6 November, 2008

by Rosemary at 8:48pm in Anything goes 3 comments Comments closed

A DILEMMA

I could not kill a chicken

With feathers, blood and stuff,

‘Cause I would just remember,

Those balls of yellow fluff.

I could not kill a rabbit,

I know they are a pest,

We had a white one and a grey one.

I loved the grey one best.

I simply could not kill a pig

And listen to it wail,

It used to be so soft and pink

With tiny curly tail.

I'd never ever kill a sheep;

I once knew one called Jock;

He was so small and sickly,

He never joined the flock.

Well, I could never kill a calf,

Those eyes and velvet nose.

It surely takes a monster

To murder one of those.

Don't think it's right to kill a deer.

So beautiful and strong.

They should be left to run the hills

And glens where they belong.

But now I've got a problem,

I don't know what to do.

I love my steak and onions

And crave a good lamb stew.

Roast chicken is delicious

Roast pork is my desire.

So there is nothing for it

But to shut my eyes and FIRE!!!!!!