O Sheep!
Hoary-caped perplexed beast!
Your ears jab out:
The gross, pink thumbs of a half-deformed circus performer.
Your legs thrust earthward:
The jealous, stilletto longing of a spindly hollywood anorexic.
Your triangle face stares stupidly:
The free falling emptiness of a heroin addict's last hit.
I want to jump on you, like MARIO!
Butcher and eat you, like MAD, MAD CONSUMERISM!
Spread your colostrum thick on my morning toast, like A FARM BOY!
O Sheep!
Fattened pusher-out of lambs!
Your young bleat nature's yearning:
The mute rage of a thousand emo boys.