Tegan the Vegan
Tegan the vegan
Won’t eat meat
She says fauna are friends
Not food we should eat
If it runs or blows bubbles
Brays, baas or moos
It‘s not destined for dinner
Or handbags or shoes
Tegan the vegan
Won’t eat meat
She can’t stand the idea
That her food once had feet
She munches on mushrooms
Scoffs spinach and greens
Eats vegies galore
Gobbles all the good beans
Tegan the Vegan
Won’t eat meat
She moves to the rhythm
Of her own silver beet
And while it’s not understood
By all those she holds dear
Her tummy is full
And her conscience is clear
Sioban Timmer
- Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #45
Australian Children’s Poetry 
Well said Sioban! My son is a vegan, and i can understand why. My daughter is a ‘moral omnivore’ but she runs a farm and can do this. She will eat meat as long as it has had a happy upbringing and wasn’t shipped and killed in an abattoir. She can do this with her own poultry and baby male kids, and be brave enough to kill them herself. Harder to do in the city, so we are usually just common-or-garden vegetarians (with backyard chooks supplying most of our protein!).
Lovely.
The silver beet line- very clever!! Meg