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My Rubber Rain Boots

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My Rubber Rain Boots

Saturday Morning’s routines

The odor of wood smoke
Came into my bedroom 
I saw the flambeau flickering lights
From my window

That when I knew it was time  
To get out of bed;
I heard old man Sealy voice
He said to his wing man
To put another log on the fire
Keeps the fire blasting?
He said
I put on my rubber rain boots 
I Headed down to the barn
Knowingly, it was so close to dawn

Pappy said hey “small point” 
Where are you going?
Go back to your bed. 

I just wanted to watch 
The pigs  being slaughter 
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Every Saturday morning 
Old man Sealy slaughter the animals
On my granddad farm
It meant meat for the villagers
Pork, beef, chicken and lambs
Fresh Meat for all:

Pappy always said
Do not handicap the children 
By making their lives easy
So I hurried on down to the pig pens to watch.
The pigs struggle and squeal violently 
The lambs’ trembles
As they struggle to be free
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As a little child,
I thought that animal was raised
To be killed for food;
Now looking back on those days
I think it was incredible and sad
However, I had some wonderful time
Grilling meat on a stick
With the Butcher’s team




My Childhood memories
Of the slaughter house
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