Friday, September 20, 2024

Carl Stilwell AKA CaLokie


OLD McDONALD HAD A FACTORY FARM 

Old MacDonald had a factory farm

E-I-E-I-O 

And on his factory farm he had some chicks

E-I-E-I-O

With a cluck-cluck in cage too cramped to spread wings here

And a cluck-cluck in cage too cramped to spread wings there

Here a cluck-cluck in cage too cramped to spread wings 

There a cluck-cluck in cage too cramped to spread wings 

Everywhere cluck, clucks in cages too cramped to spread wings

Old MacDonald had a factory farm

E-I-E-I-O 

Old MacDonald had a factory farm

E-I-E-I-O

And on his factory farm he had some pigs

E-I-E-I-O

With an oink-oink in pen too tight to turn around here

And an oink-oink in pen too tight to turn around there

Here an oink-oink in pen too tight to turn around

There an oink-oink in pen too tight to turn around

Everywhere oink-oinks in pens too tight to turn around

Old MacDonald had a factory farm

E-I-E-I-O 

Old MacDonald had a factory farm

E-I-E-I-O  

And on his factory farm he had some cows

E-I-E-I-O 

With a moo-moo belch here

And a moo-moo fart there

Here a moo-moo belch, 

There a moo-moo fart

Everywhere greenhouse gasses fill the skies

E-I-E-I-O 

Old McDonald had a factory farm 

E-I-E-I-O

And on this factory farm they used pesticides  

E-I-E-I-O

With dead honeybees here

And dead Monarch butterflies there

Here dead honeybees 

There dead Monarch butterflies

Everywhere despite this ecocide

He still maximized his bottom line

E-I-E-I-O

Old MacDonald had a factory farm

E-I-E-I-O


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