Sorry milk,
Sorry cow! As I pour the remnants of which remained in the glass.
Who said we should depend on every molecule from the gentle beast, to get our sustaining power from?
From their birth, their filthy pens, and the torture of being slain.
Lets trade places with the cows.
The cow family sit round the table, waiting for their dinner. The smell from the grill is almost too much to bear. "I get the nose" cried the calf. "I get a thumb" cried her sister. "Me too" cried her brother.
The sorry backyard cries from the humans pen escalate. They cry, scream and try and get out!
Don't they know they are just food? cried the cows. Mmm mm. Mighty tasty! As the thumbnail is crunched and swallowed!
2007-02-22
08:45:24
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Food & Drink
➔ Vegetarian & Vegan