Hindu Goddess Kali
Gladys
We feed a cow on fat feed fodder;
We fat the cow, then eat her.
We fat all creatures else to fat us,
And we fat ourselves for Gladys.
We feed a sow soft sodden fodder;
We fat the sow, then sup her.
We fatten sows to fat ourselves,
Then Gladys sups ourselves for supper.
O woe is us, the fact is sad is
That old Gladys is so glad is
Gladys that we fat and pad us;
We fat the piglets, calves to fat us;
But in the end we’re chomped by Gladys.
Just a munch and a crunch and a gulp and she’s had us:
Old green-bellied greedy-gutted great-gobbed Gladys.
[excerpted from the book by U.R. Bowie, HERE WE BE. WHERE BE WE? IN THE SHITSTORM YEAR OF 2020]
