Disgustipated

And the angel of the lord came unto me

Snatching me up from my

Place of slumber

And took me on high

And higher still until we

Moved in the spaces betwixt the air itself

And he bore me unto a

Vast farmland of our own midwest

And as we descended cries of

Impending doom rose from the soil

One thousand, nay, a million

Voices full of fear

And terror possessed me then

And I begged

Angel of the lord, what are these tortured screams?

And the angel said unto me

These are the cries of the carrots

The cries of the carrots

You see, reverend Maynard, tomorrow is harvest day

And to them it is the holocaust

And I sprang from my slumber drenched in sweat

Like the tears of one millions terrified brothers

And roared

Hear me now

I have seen the light

They have a consciousness

They have a life

They have a soul

Damn you

Let the rabbits wear glasses

Save our brothers, can I get an amen?

Can I get a hallelujah? Thank you, Jesus

This is necessary

Life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on

It was daylight when you woke up in your ditch

You looked up at your sky

That made blue be your color

You had your knife with you there too

When you stood up there was goo all over your clothes

Your hands were sticky

You wiped them on your grass

So now your color was green

Oh lord, why did everything always have

To keep changing like this?

You were already getting nervous again

Your head hurt and it rang when you stood up

Your head was almost empty

It always hurt you when you woke up like this

You crawled up out of your ditch unto your gravel road

And you began to walk

And waited for the rest of your mind to come back to you

You could see the car parked far down the road

And you walked toward it

If God is our father, you though

Then Satan must be our cousin

Why didn't anyone else understand these important things?

When you got to your car

You tried all the doors

But they were locked

It was a red car and it was new

There was an expensive leather camera case lying on the seat

Out across your field

You could see two tiny people walking by your woods

You began to walk towards them

Now red was your color and of course

Those little people out there were yours too