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