The Free Range Sow

For to stop her from rooting up his field the farmer has put three rings on her nose And pigs are not kept for their beauty a pig is a pig i suppose When she tries to root the rings they hurt her and the message is instilled in her brain That she cannot dig though she'd love to so she won't nose the earth again. A sow is not kept for her beauty her job is to bring piglets to life For to be fattened and sold at the market when ready for the butcher's knife And the sow that don't produce good quality piglets she won't be kept for to grow old She will be fattened by the farmer and taken to market and sold. A free range pig is quite lucky compared to those confined to a small pen They cannot even turn to scratch an itch the unsung victims of cruelty by men The anti cruelty to animal people are people we ought to admire Of trying to highlight the hidden cruelty to the less fortunate creatures they never ever seem to tire. The free range sow compared to some of her kind does seem lucky though she has three rings on her nose To stop her from rooting in the field but to the farmer a pig is a pig i suppose Her sole purpose is to produce good quality piglets a pet to him she'll never be And though she lives free on his farmyard to do what she likes to do best she's not free.