Post on 09-Jul-2015
A collection of poems inspired by the SUNDAY investigation into some pig farming practices in
New Zealand
Living in here day by day. I don’t get to have my say.Depressed and lonely, fat and bigThat’s my life for me a pig.
In this farm I am very sadAll the pigs in here are mad.My dad got turned into baconTo help with all the money makin’
Wonder what it’s like outa here Will there be anyone who’ll care.Condemned to a horrible fate Living my life in this grotty crate.
Please someone, come rescue me So for once I will be freeI don’t want to live like thisI want to play around in bliss
By Amber Sowerby
It is terrible being a pigThat is round fat and bigCondemned to this horrible fateLiving my life in this crate
This is where I get farmedMan in here do I get harmedFor all the day I am soreEating the crap on the floor
To them I’m nothing but baconFor all the money they’re makinLiving in this horrible smellAnd that’s why I’m not that well
By Abbey Wilton
It’s terrible being a pig
That’s round fat and big
Condemned to a horrible fate
Living my life in this crate
I don’t feel very well
In this terrible sickening smell
I feel like a piece of bacon
From all the money their makin
I feel a lot of distress
Wondering how I got into this
mess
The life here is over for me
Why won’t anyone set me free?
By Crystal Chung
Its terrible being a pig.That is round fat and big.Condemned to a horrible fate.Living my life in this crate.
I fell like a piece of bacon .From all the money there making.I don’t fell very well.From this terrible smell.
It’s muddy cold and damp.From the harsh shine of a lamp.It’s so horrible being farmed.And they don’t care I’m getting harmed.
By Roxanne Scheepers
It is tragic being a pig.Being round, plump and big.
The sickening cries echoing by,Will they get out, yeah pigs might
fly!Condemned to a sorrowful fate,
In this dirty diminutive crate.Look at all this money they’re
makinBecause of all our slithers of
bacon
Please help us ,to set us freeOr we will have to pay the fee.Look at all the sorrow we pay, Set us free and make our day.
By Shyane Ram
It is terrible being a pigThat is round, fat and bigCondemned to a horrible fateLiving my life in this crate
All I want is to race aroundAnd dig down deep until I’ve foundA place to wallow in the mudAnd taste all those scrumptious bugs
I want to have a brand new home A place to feel free to roam And find a brand new friend to playAll those piggy games all day
By Caralena Borisov
It is terrible being a pig
That is round fat and big
Condemned to a horrible fate
Living my life in this crate
My mind is going out I am distress
Everywhere in this small crate is mess
It is really scary being in there.
That peoples that not even care.
My dad got chop into bacon
Look at all the money they making
There are bugs flying in my ear
We not even get fed a pear.
By Corrina McRae
It’s terrible being a pig,That’s round, fat and big,Condemned to a horrible fate,Living my life in this crate.
I hate the people that are makin’,The stuff that comes out of me called bacon,All day long I’m in so much distress,How much longer can I live in this mess.
I have so much fear,I need to get some beer,I want to get out,So I can roam about.
By Jordan Sinclair
It is a terrible being a pigthat’s round fat and big.Condemned to a horrible fate Living my life in this crate.
I cannot move I’m very sad the man that keeps me all big and bad.I haven’t had a wash in yearsThis horrible feeling gives me tears.
All I can hear is screaming I wish I could start dreaming.This place is not right Me staying in here day and night.
By Sad’e Herewini
It is terrible being a pig,that is round fat and bigCondemned to a horrible fateLiving my life in this crate.
Staring up at me, eye to eyeAmong the cockroaches all which flyNever to see the light of day Never will piglets run or play.
Sickness encrusted, stale air Living this way really isn’t fairCruelty to pigs just isn’t rightStuck in the crates day and night.
The farmers really make some cashBy treating the pigs really rashThere are more out there, we might not know ‘emThink of them as you read my poem.
By Jesper Peterson
It is terrible being a pig that is round, fat and big
Condemned to a horrible fate living my life in this crate
all I feel is sadand it is driving me mad
always in distressLiving in this life of mess
always being in this placeI’ve got no room, I’ve got no space
Turnin’ us into baconFor all the money they’ll be makin’
all my life I’ve been farmedalways being harmed
always feeling very soreHoping soon I won’t be anymore
By Sam Masterson
It is terrible being a pig
That is round fat and big
Commended to a horrible fate
Living my life in this crate.
My back aches, it is so sore
All I want is to be shown the door
I would run round the bend
To see all my friends.
I hate when I get hurt
they just treat me like dirt
It’s so very loud
Our country shouldn't be proud
I'm O so sad
It’s not my fault I'm mad.
It’s so sad when I'm makin
The fact I'm gunna be bacon !
By Cameron Mcinnes
It is horrible being a pigBecause I’m round fat and bigCondemned to a horrific fateLiving my life in this tiny crate
It is really sad
Its not my fault I’m mad
All day long I chew on bars
I'd rather live on planet mars
Of this horror I can’t refute
Oh how I wish I could mute
The roaring sound of pigs screaming
How I hope I am only dreaming
By Bailey Jackson
I’m a pig that's being farmed They think we’re not harmedCondemned to a horrible fate Living a life in a crate
I’m a round rolling pigWith a stomach fed bigBut I have a dream to be freeThe sun and the sky I would see
They fatten us for bacon In a crate for money Makin’’The screaming it’s so very loud Our country shouldn’t be proud
By Emily Horgan
It is terrible being a pig.that is round, fat and big.condemned to a horrible fate.living my life in this crate.
The pig are a fat, pink bore.Pig like to role around in mad but too sore.Pigs are in here there are really sad.The owner is furious and mad.
it is dark in this horrible place.the pig has a very muddy face.I’m going to be turned into a roast.some people like to eat me the most.
By Brendon