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Our Fat, Your Fate

We've been fed that we might feed others.
We've been slaughtered and packaged as meat.

Our barns have been turned into factories
so that you might eat.

Now you learn fat is licensed to kill.
There is no reprieve.
Our fat is busy clogging your blood.

 

Politics and SocietySuzi PeelFebruary 11, 2015
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