By the time most of you
Read this little poem
Armies of turkey’s
would have lost their fight
All their feathers ripped
out by the butchers
Decapitated too so let’s invite
Everybody in the great big family
To roast this poor dead soul and wait until
It’s body is all shrivelled cooked and ready
Then pour over it some juices let them spill
This we call a Yuletide celebration
Death for all these innocent souls so we
Can thrust all their dead bodies into our
Intestines and
Tell each other we are so happy
Lots of suet pudding custard milk and cream
More death from the ungulates
Life is but a dream
To all my vegan warrior friends
Who fight the good fight ,I
Wish you all the best of health
For ON me, you can rely
We have to carry on the fight
Whatever others do
The carnage would have been greater
Still without the likes of you
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.