I love eating beef, those lovely cows, such fat tits, milk and steak, what a wonderful way, to spend the day, I'm sorry, did you say they were holy, sort of true, they just want to eat grass, waste the day away, they don’t hunger, they don’t yearn, they don’t complain, when led to slaughter, but maybe to the heavens above, all that could be, they saw and judged, such a lazy beast, at least dance for me, yeah, show your belly, bend over, a beast mounting, alas, in the end, I'm just a cock, born on a mountain…

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