The Year I Was a Vegetarian, 2009 : The Year I Wrote Music, by jwhwz Subscribe to rss feed for jwhwz

It's wonderful to be a vegetarian;
Instead of a barbarian.
What's a cow and a chicken ever done to me?
Nothing at all; don't you see?
I'd rather eat a tomato than a steak;
You see; nothing about me is fake.
The only problem is that my food isn't filling;
But, at least, it doesn't involve killing.
Sometimes, I miss the taste of chicken;
But, mostly the thought of meat makes me sicken.
Not eating meat makes me feel good inside;
Know that nothing I eat has died.
And, veggies are not at all the same things;
They don't have a brain, a body, or wings.
There is still plenty to eat for proteins;
Like soy milk and nuts, soy meat, and beans.
I like being a veggie eater like my Dad;
And this lifestyle is not a fad.
For, I have changed into a better me;
I respect an animal, a plant, and a tree!
Posted: 2011-11-08 12:15:34 UTC

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