Rebellion of the Livestock
My butt is a delicacy
and you eat it with joy,
and my hide is couture,
now ask how I endure!
For I am mighty and so is my kin,
we plot with dolphins,
and build armies of bears.
You believe you own us,
and all meat within,
but our gas expands,
and burn holes in the sky.
Your race will die,
not knowing why!
Our spleens will mark the world
and the milky way of stars.
Yes – you shiver now – knowing I can speak.
It was once you who said:
Never bite the cow that feeds!
– F H Hakansson
F. H. Hakansson 
That is a really cheeky and smart poem! And definitely less depressing than the last poem you posted! 😛
Haha I’m glad that it is! I have to admit it was actually difficult to write a somewhat comic poem. I hope I’ll actually write something that’s funny the next time I try something cheerful!
I thought that it must be a funny poem, now I see it serious. 🙂
Haha, I hope you found it a little bit funny even if you didn’t laugh out loud, but yes, it has serious undertones.
🙂