Poem: Ulli, the Young Bull

Dear friends of good food
of cattle and feasting
we are happy to announce to you
the death of our new brood

his name has been Ulli
a splendorous being
his mother’s called Franca
and I guess she’s agreeing

at least he got some months
of grazing and sucking
that’s more than she hoped for
so better than nothin’

anyway, he’s dead now
and ready to be eaten
he’s well-hung, so tasty
and not even beaten

he went to his own death
in comfort and calmness
so come, buy his body-parts
he’s delicious, we promise!

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