This poem is on the topic of veganism. the practice of not eating animal products. This poem and its title centers on what I find as a weird divergence among many serious animal lovers (read pet lovers) who don’t give a second thought to killing animals for food.<\/p>\n
The Meat Cute<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n Who is too quest in NOTE: A meet cute is a scene in romantic fiction in which two people meet for the first time, typically under unusual, humorous, or adorable circumstances, and go on to form a future romantic couple.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" This poem is on the topic of veganism. the practice of not eating animal products. This poem and its title centers on what I find as a weird divergence among many serious animal lovers (read pet lovers) who don’t give … Continue reading
\nThe reigning of kittens and puppies
\nAnd chicks for a wile
\nWhen we meat
\nThat inexpressible attitude
\nOf what\u2019s eating you
\nAnd you eating what
\nAs if
\nPet virtues
\nSum diminutive morality
\nBlind too obvious
\nAwwwwwe
\nCan you see it
\nIn the I\u2019s of those be helled
\nButt what does that have too due
\nWith the prize of beef
\nGetting ugly
\nBringing homme the bacon
\nSum agreeable pork
\nAs ahead less chauvinism
\nIn the mettle of specious
\nAnd spur us to be sporting
\nAs we are
\nWhat
\nWe eat
\nDinning on
\nRe-hearsing eternally
\nUp on deaf ears
\nUntil we are horse
\nOr wear ever
\nWe draw the lyin\u2019
\nLeather effaced
\nAnte-cute egging on
\nOr cheesily milking moms
\nFor all its worth
\nAmor bid tell
\nThe deference
\nA mist sentient and sentiment
\nThe strange fruit
\nOf a romance of meat
\nCute
\nSlavish devotion
\nOr dis tasteful
\nWith respect of looks
\nOr not
\nAnd who or what remains
\nCannibalizing a slew of gods
\nIn image maid
\nEven in a vile
\nPerhaps monstrously good
\nAnd still
\nIn the end
\nWe peer
\nAs whatever
\nThou dust
\nAs time a bridge
\nIn what will be
\nMomentary freshness
\nGetting into
\nSum eerie realty
\nAs awe tastes like chicken
\nAnd what madders
\nTo awe
\nIs out of sight
\nAnd out of mine
\nThat endless love a fair
\nAnd bizaar
\nWhich may vary well
\nBegin and end
\nWith a meat cute<\/p>\n