for Finley

for Finley.

    she laid there limp just like a fish then flew

    into the sky, too late to say goodbye

    had only i, if only i went too

    have you ever heard the piggies squeal out of tune

    in a row, thats good to know so have i

    she laid there limp just like a fish then flew

    away she went and with her took my youth

    between her teeth, a babys meaty thigh

    had only i, if only i went too

    down that cold pit and through the inky blue,

    the grinder grinds us, id be glad to die,

    shed lay there limp just like a fish and fly

    chuck the baby, lets hear it cry and do

    the little piggies one at a pink time

    had only i, if only i went too

    with my Sister down through that inky blue

    then we, baby, piggies, would pulpify

    she would lay there limp like that fish that flew

    but at least then, at least i would too.