The Human Animal

In the hunting field known as Wal-Mart with meat we fill our cart with beef pork and poultry in our robes looking so sultry we feast on the wild america from the safety on aisle two we shop as if we nothing else to do we hunt for bargains we wheel and deal and cut coupons all to safe 55 cents on grey poupon we roam in packs purses replacing sacks we hunt relentlessly for bulk prices and buy our meat by the slices