Hermetic Justice
Chickens we consign to coops
Pigs we pack into pens
Horses we corral in a stable
Cows we stick in a shed
Our children play in spacious playpens
at night, like roses, they sleep in a bed
Yet animals have fun, they feed and frolic
~ while asthmatic youngsters develop colic
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