How dare you wake them at this hour?
Drag them from their homes and immediately take their belongings.
You took them while warm
afraid that they’ll get cold,
contaminated making it unusable
You do know,
it is now that your work really begins
you have to clean them
cut their intestines into ribbons,
dry and polish them.
for your amusement!
you needed them.
You carried them because you did not have the guts to play alone.
Oh no, you needed the company; you needed them there to fill the walls
so you took them,
the sheep, goat, pigs and cows.
They are your desired choice among all other choices.
They are your preferred pick over nylon and metal.
Oh, how they fill the room,
accompanying players of harps, guitars and violins.
They bequeath onto you
the gift of sound, their sound,
heartfelt intestinal sounds.
The audience sits in silence
listen and applaud.
I guess intestines sound great.
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