For Your Safety

Here is a magic chicken,
you can almost taste it
if you use chicken stock,
but if you do,
your internal organs
will eventually be Saran wrapped
as free-range produce
for pets, or the modified minded,
only,
you were never really 'free-range'
if you had been,
a humane hunter
might have harvested you,
knowing that the law of
mass consumption
is:
"First do no harm."
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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