We are a bunch of sheep,
some would be rams,
the ewes shrink more
in any rain
yet no one knows
why they do sterilise
the needles
to be used
to send one off
to his reward
for horrid crimes.

Tis the mentality of those
who order double Macs,
large tubs of fries
to be washed down
by Uncle Pemberton's sweet brew,
no kilocalories
no, none at all.

Herbert Nehrlich

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