Fear in the Meat

I was in the line With all the others Nose to tail, tail to nose Grunting along like all the rest Not really listening to the sharp ZZzzt sound up ahead at the end Of the line, When I glanced up at the Fence, and the fence just didn't Seem all that tall, you know, I ruminated to myself: That fence ain't so fuckin' high! And I mooed as much to Flossie's ass: That fence …

…and - Gone again. Now they say a rich man is going to come and pay a lot of money for me and I will not have to go back to stand in line at the plant like all the others... I wonder if it is true as I have heard that fear lurks in the meat of we creatures about to die, and that fear moves on through to the creatures that devour us...?