Whence Goeth Thy Barque, Man’s Faithful Friend?

‘Here’s a silver lining for you, when your faithful Fido dies:
you can ring us to come by and share your grief.
We’ll remove his corpse so quickly that you won’t be plagued by flies.
We will say a prayer if wanted, one that’s brief,
and remove Fido for burial, to your relief.’
(Once in our plant, he’s our raw material to render
with stewpot, saw, and industrial-grade blender.
Farewell, dear Pet! His soul flies to its maker,
leaving nothing of the canine’s bark or gender
in the meatballs we sell on.) Your Undertaker.

(reflecting on news story Spanish pets could be in meatballs)

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