Come And Get Me Copper Poem by Amy Kerswell
Come And Get Me Copper
Come and get copper.
Im here ready for ya
Im waiting
Come and get me
Ill roast ya on a spit fire.
Come on come and get me.
I dont like you pig
Im here waiting.
Take me down the farm.
Ill give ya a 1 way ticket
To the abiotrue.
And next week
Youll be on my plate
Im here waiting
Come on come and get me.
I ve got me knife and fork ready
Come and get me
Im waiting
Sorry you feel that way Amy...interesting poem..interesting perspective. Dee
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4/28/2024 4:10:28 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Strangely enough, the poem is about a pig destined to be slaughtered and be cooked and served as a delicacy on dining table. PIETA will have serious reservations about it.