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He said, "I'm leaving here today and I ain't ever coming back"
To which the foreman replied, "Son, where's the fire at?"
You work like an animal all your life, in time it's what you become
So take this job and shove it where your daddy used to cum
"Boy," declared the foreman. "The heat has fried your brains"
"It's true," said the man. "Now why don't you call me by my name"
In the abattoir
A stench swirled in the air around a sluggish
He found a cudgel with his eyes and he snatched it with his hands
The foreman drew his pistol in the stillness of the pit
"Goddamn you," said the foreman. "I'll roast your children on my spit."
The man stood firm and fast, his club made a doubtless case
The foreman would have it soon applied across his face
In the abattoir
"There's precious little soul left in my melting frame."
He said again, "Now go with God but first pronounce my name"
The sullen sows in mortal fear raised an inhuman cry
And abattoir was glistening from sty to bloody sty
A twitch in the foreman's arm replied with little grace
Though the man a moment stood, he fell flat on his fucking face
In the abattoir
With a cackle and a snort, the foreman grimly said
"You served me well in life, now you'll feed my hogs in death"
In the abattoir
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