From His Tail To His Snout 

From His Tail To His Snout  Author Unknown Do you think brother, that in God’s great plan when He was prescribing, the best food for man that He made a mistake in leaving the swine out for he was not good from his tail to his snout? Oh, the carcass of an old dead horse or a cow don’t get top rotten for a dirty old sow; though we holler a lot about boils and gout, we eat miss piggy from her tail to her snout. We couldn’t eat the buzzard, we’d think it a crime, but how much more filthy is he than the swine that we make into pie, or we cook him with krout; and eat him or die , from his tail to his snout. We cook him with cabbage or boil him with greens, with his mangy old hide we season our beans; with his scabs and his boils within and without sweet piggy we eat from his tail to his snout. ‘Tis sad, brother ,although God’s word is just. we eat the slop-eater, for eat him we must ; the dirtiest of beast we will, not do without, but eat them we will, from the tail to the snout. Now we sing and we talk of God’s love so divine; like vultures , then feast on the dirty old swine we might shun many ills, diseases, no doubt, by not eating him – from his tail to his snout. Yet we worship God, and pray and shout, but the old hog flavor we can’t do without; for ham, bacon, and sausage, we go the whole route and eat the whole hog from his tail to his snout In God’s word we find he is classed with the dog. no matter how high bred he still is a hog. though you wash him, er, teach if you will. He will go back to his mire and his swill. We’d be better off if we obeyed God’s command, and use vegetables, grain and fruit of the land, then it wouldn’t take half of the tonic and pills to relieve all mankind of their swine-fed ills. You may think of fresh pork as a very rare treat but our bodies are made of just what we eat, and the food he has eaten, the filth of the land, goes into our body as food, second-hand. On filth they feast, while in stink-holes they lay and still for their carcass our money we pay; the preacher, professor, or the judge on his bench eat the earrios-eater, his filth, and his stench. In the filth you can see him clear up to his eyes his slimy old carcass all covered with flies; We eat the old grunter, we eat the young shost; the fat that we fancied may be pus or bleb It would smell as good ,and as healthy no doubt as the hoofs and the hid, the tail and the snout. We may like him lean, or may like him best fat; just as well eat the dog, or else eat the cat; just as well eat the buzzard, the owl or the bat, the lizard or the snake, the mouse or the rat. Our most sensitive natures would almost run wild if we handled the corpse of a man or a child; But we sit at our table and cram down our throat with the greatest relish – the corpse of a shoat. God made him a scavenger, He says he is unclean; What other creature is as filthy and mean? If we eat flesh, or touch his dead carcass with sin and disease it surely will mark us. No wonder we are weak and heart beat slow Sanitariums full, hospitals overflow, for we eat such unclean, abominable things that are creeping, crawling, or flying with wings. God forbid us to eat these dirty old creatures, no matter what is the theory of preachers; if left to ma’s opinion-we’d not know the right. But praise God, in his word there is light. And now, my brother, you may no doubt recall indulgence of appetite caused Adam’s fall. our Messiah was tempted on this point-no-doubt then why do we eat from his tail to his snout? Now I have told you my story, recited my piece; if you can eat pork with your conscience at ease, if sin , filth, or disease, you care little about keeping eating the brute From his tail to his snout.]]>



One comment

Elizabeth Cooper

I love this poem,
When I was a young girl I was raised as a Seventh-day Adventist my parents were converted to the religion they grew up eating pork. They accepted the health message but used meat, but not pork,or unclean meats.
This older black lady in our church would be asked to say this poem for Health and Temperance programs. She was so good, she had memorized the entire poem she also said it with such
conviction. With her Southern accent she was so entertaining, we kids loved her and we loved to hear her recite it.
I am in my mid 70’s and I haven’t
seen it or herd it read in years.
I’m glad I found it.
Thank you

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