Long Pork

According to the cannibals
A pig tastes exactly like a man
Bacon is no different than a thigh or a leg
It’s just easier to fit in a pan
A succulent smoked chunk slides right off of the bone
The meat melting in your mouth is one of your own
The fat from this mammal makes for a mighty fine gloss
While the hairs from its head one may use for dental floss
When the marrow is brittle it’s most delectable to chew
But when it’s cracked open you’re grateful
Your sinew is not on the menu

Hey pa, won’t you fry us up some long pork?
You might need a larger fork to get through
Not bland or dry, I like it juicy
Rise anew to the smell of barbecue

According to my tummy
A man sits warmly like a steak
Medium-rare through the middle
And not a drop of barbecue sauce will he take
(Nuh-uh!)
We roast the fingers over logs and feed the genitals to the hogs
Or we mash ’em and stuff ’em into hot dogs
Pour the blood with the broth, cook the organs in the pot
Mix and serve on a pleated tablecloth

Feast on their flesh, drink from their soul
They are thine Communion

Slay the hog that raids thy farm
And devour every piece
Sharpen their bones to spears that harm
And let their kind never sleep

Serve the pork
Eat the rich
Serve the poor
Eat the rich

We’re all meat
We breathe and we have needs
Pig feet trot so softly
As we lead them down to market street

Hog bound
Squeals sound, echoes around
Bloodhounds sniff fear right out
Say out loud, we’re free on hallowed ground

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