Here, as promised, is a much ‘happier’ poem than last week’s ‘The D-Word’. This one is called ‘Old Mac Donald’ and I wrote it a few weeks ago. It is about that infamous farmer, Old Mac Donald, and his lovable animals that used to sing E-I-E-I-O. But what happens after the music stops? Read on to discover the truth! I’ve filmed myself reading it out too, it’s on YouTube and the link is here!
Old Mac Donald by Liam Overend
Old Mac Donald had a farm
Where animals vocalised with charm
They were all happy and allowed to grow
Singing E-I-E-I-E-I-O
But oh, how we were so naive
Mac Donald led us to believe
That the animals lived in sheer delight
The truth will keep you up at night
Because Old Mac Donald had a working farm
And the animals, they all came to harm
All of them slaughtered for their meat
So we could have nice things to eat
Pork chops, joints and legs of lamb
Streaky bacon and sides of ham
Chicken wings and shredded duck
Sausages too with any luck
Burgers for the barbeque
A bit of veal for cordon bleu
Want some eggs? Have a dozen
They’ve all mated with their cousins
Minced beef, tongue and potted paste
Mac Donald let nothing go to waste
He ground up snouts, tails and feet
And turned them into jellied meat
There was some scandal too, of course
When he tried to fob us off with horse
He held the wool over our eyes
As well as meat, he fed us lies!
We all believed his happy tale
Set on the farm out in the dale
With cows and sheep and pigs and ducks
The neighing horse and the chicken’s cluck
We should have seen through his song and dance
And given it more than a flirting glance
Though it’s not like he’s done a terrible thing
He had to do something for a living
In the end, he was just doing his job
We believed the songs spewing from his gob
But how were we fooled by his rhyming show?
Ee, I, Ee, I, I dunno
Thank you for reading. While you’re here, why don’t you check out some of my other poems and ramblings?
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Liam
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