Oh, not for me thanks: trying to cut down.
I’m just not comfortable with it, you know?
I’m trying to make more ethical decisions.
Oh, I’m not judging you, Don’t be like that!
It’s personal. My choice. I just don’t like
The moral implications of this diet.
Why eat the naughty children, after all?
Some kid breaks a window, gets in fights,
Won’t eat its vegetables, won’t to go to bed…
And suddenly that makes it edible?
I’m sorry, that does not seem right to me.
So from now on, I’m trying to eat cleaner
And only put good things into my body.
Wholesome and ethical, and toxin free!
So now, when I eat children for my supper,
I take the ones who always do their homework.
The ones who help old ladies cross the road.
I think that, if you’re going to eat meat
You want it to have lived a decent life
And like I say, it’s my choice, I’m not saying
That every ogre ought to be like me.
But speaking for myself, I have decided
To try, where possible, to eat good food.
Audio version here:
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Tom Juniper Poetry 