Race Horse Meat Poem

Race Horse Meat Poem

Headlines from Niagara Falls Review

By David Smith March 30, 2013

“You can’t kill that horse!” the paper is clear;

The thoroughbreds in racing we hold so dear;

Full of enhancing drugs and rabbis shots too;

For those minute miles of betting so true;

Once they retire, to our plate they may come;

Those enhancing drugs put emotions on the run.

Horses are raised to win and succeed.

And full of drugs for the speed that they need;

But to our plate diet is strict;

For human consumption nutrition is the trick;

A different diet to raise animals for food;

Our health is the issue

Standards set the mood.

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