The Food Industry

[billy]

from the title, specially after the european horsemeat scandle, i'd have expected a poem with more vitriol. looking at the 1st line; sin't the food we eat 'our own' did we ever eat with other peoples hands?
make the poem show us something in a way that maks us sit up.

there's a horse running
through my meat and potato pie
i don't like it
it's not cow.

make it funny, make it foul but try to make the reader have a reaction

it's a good effort but you ned to work on it a little more

We use to eat our own food
With our own hands and that was cute
Now we have to mass produce
Other than the moose
That is why now we are so screwed