All Pigs Are the Same Tardigrade Inferno

I’m here for the tribute
From farmers all around
I’m here to collect the pigs
For royal hunting ground
And hunger is upon you
You’re eating your own kids!
But there is no excuse for you -
I need my bloody pigs!

You’re eating your own cattle
So you don’t starve to death!
Now, do you even realise
You put me under stress?
You’re messing with my planning!
You’re tearing me apart!
But I just might have an idea
For you to play your part!

Where are the pigs now?
What a mix up!
Truly, what a shame!
Breeding, growing
Where we are going
All pigs are the same!

Lets saw your arms and legs off -
For now they are too long!
And ears are short, I’ll have to stretch
And cut away your tongue!
And soon it will be over
Just think of this instead:
You will be royal hunting pigs -
At least you will be fed!