November 10, 2003

GRUB STREET by Sarasota Fats


 a cooked up history of eating
 in class society 


episode one
getting it off my chest
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hello i’m Sarasota fats
and
yep i’m
addicted to fatty
meats
and happy to say so

to fat rimmed and marbled
grease dripping animal flesh

" yes thanks
i think i will .......heavy on the fat please "

anyway anyday anyhour
fat
fried broiled baked burnt
or just plain boiled

hot cold fresh refreshed
canned or all froze up

AAAAdicted

some amazing day
I fell science will show
just exactly and irrefutably
how
we’re designed
some more then others perhaps
but nonetheless all designed
to love
with a soul wrenching
other worldish cravery
all things fat jagged and bloody

face it you leaf queens
meat adiction
is an accident foretold
in the blueprints

make really fatty stuff
easy to appropriate
and watch most of us
uninhibited meat ape go wild

fruit apes there are
BONOBOOS may indeed love their
peaches
but
cabbage apes no way

us bare apes
mother nature thank you
we’re
meat first prime apes
our wild untutored choice
after an average
day’s climb and clamber
after the usual rounds of
chuck and fuck
what will it be

burger or banana ?

whos dicking who
what do you think
we’re with the dogs
not the spider monkeys
on that one

by design
we’re tuned to the fat channel

thats settled

now on with history

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its the dawn of classes
around 6000 years ago or so

we’re in a way back machine
me two attractive veghead types
and my three dogs

where in search of the great dietary split

as later day food brahmins
the gals
everywhere
cast themselves
above the fat salt sugar
alcohol and a snooze slubs
i embody

ones a veghead for self display
the other out of
guilt solidarity

we’re back here where it all began
looking for the source
of one of civilizations master creations

the grain eating masses
those who eat beast fodder
out of necessity

those then brand new social products
those new model human types
were obviously
not able like America the plentiful’s
wageling philistines
to gorge on a whim
the craving for fat and company

these two hiphype
neobrahmins
look on as i scold them
fuck you
its easy being you isn’t it

" by those
to whom all is given
all can be rejected "

see the pyramids a building
the lean priest watches anon

now way back to forward for now


its snack time
for your guide and pundit

*lesson for today*

blue collar beef
is the meat fist of the klass kampf

whats right there for supper ?

yep
a red running haunch

cooked slightly
cut thickly
and with a tall cool one
from old Milwaukee
on the side

cheers greeny

Posted by Sam at November 10, 2003 08:50 AM
Comments

right on klass equals
brute feeding for toilers

Posted by: meat me on March 15, 2004 01:40 PM
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