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VVeC Productions Presents: Luke Walker and the Hypothetical Question
Spider in my shower cap
There’s a spider in my shower cap
And she doesn’t want to go.
She’s determined to hang on,
Whether I shake or whether I blow.
So I guess if it’s that important,
And she really wants to stay,
I don’t mind getting my hair wet.
It looks better on her anyway.
Chickens Are People Just Like Dogs
Chickens are people
Just like dogs.
They enjoy dust baths
And jumping on logs.
Chickens will play games
Like ‘chase’ and ‘steal your smalls’.
They’ll splash you in the paddling pool,
Though not keen on fetching balls.
Some of them are gentle,
Some of them are tough.
Some of them are bossy,
Some timid and soft as fluff.
They all have personality
And every one is different.
Just like Rover and Fido and Max
They might be quiet or exuberant.
Exciting News!
Our new book Why are you a vegan? and other wacky verse for kids is finished and ready to be enjoyed 🙂
It is a compilation of our favourite rhyming stories, wacky verse and nursery rhymes, providing over 100 pages of colourfully illustrated bedtime (or anytime) stories and rhymes for little ones.
It includes
and Where are you going Deidra?
Take a look inside:
[don’t worry, there’s a good comeback from Bertie on the next page 😉 ]
It is available from Amazon in the UK, Europe and the USA.
26 Verses of Deidra
Where are you going Deidra? is one of our favourite, and one of the most popular, stories on this site so when we decided to publish a compilation of short stories and rhymes for little ones we really wanted to include it. Unfortunately the new book – entitled “Why are you a vegan?” And other wacky verse for kids – is full of rhyming stories (of course), and Deidra is not one of those.
So, we made it into one – and here it is, the true-ish story of Deidra the dairy cow, in rhyme, in case you’re interested.
This is how it begins:
Once there was a dairy farm
With fifty lovely cows.
Most of them were black and white
But some of them were brown.
***
Gripping stuff I know! 😉
Where are you going Deidra? – In Rhyme
The Hungry Compost Bin
The compost bin was hungry
And it wanted something new.
It’d reduced old fruit and lettuce leaves
To gloopy, slimy goo.
“Enough with all the green waste,
For now I’ve had enough.
I need something dry and brown
Like paper and card and stuff!”
So strips of card were fed to it
And more and more and more,
‘Til finally an old paperback
Was swallowed whole and raw.
In a Fairy Tale World
“T-wit T-woo,” go the owls,
Sc-ratch and dangle, the spiders.
The witch is thinking, she frowns, she scowls,
New brooms fly by with riders.
***
A flickering light, the rising of smoke,
From the clearing, through the trees,
Gives away the location of quivering folk
Around the fire, on their knees.
***
In a fairy tale world with fairy tale rules
The wicked have much to fear.
They’ve been unkind, selfish, heartless fools,
Which won’t be tolerated here.
***
Fairy tales, creepy tales, mystical magic tales,
Castles and fairies and witches and ghosts.
Suspend disbelief for these ‘anything can happen’ tales,
Where innocents get rescued and evil gets smote.
Javier Culotte loved to wear shoes.
Javier Culotte loved to wear shoes,
He liked them in reds and he loved them in blues.
He sometimes wore tall ones, sometimes they were flat,
But none of them were leather, he made sure of that.
***
“Leather is not natural,” said Javier Culotte,
“It’s been tanned with dangerous chemicals.
The tanning makes sure the skin won’t rot,
So it’s not even bio-degradable.”
***
“The stink and the waste and the toxins from tanning,
Are not pleasant things to live by.
So most of it’s done a long way away,
In poor developing countries.”
***
“They use arsenic and cadmium, chromium and lead,
Mercury, nickel and cobalt.
They use copper and zinc, formaldehyde, nuf said,
Bad for feet, bad for health, bad by default.”
***
“These metals and dyes and organic compounds,
Are present in the leather.
They leak and may poison the skin of the wearer,
Through contact, through sweat, through blister.”
***
“It’s bad for the wearer and bad for the tanner,
And it’s carcinogenic to boot.
When dumped it poisons the Earth and ground water
So wearing it’s not too astute.”
***
“Whatever you want there’s no need for concern,
Vegan footwear has come a long way.
It has the style and function and quality you yearn,
For everything you need day to day.”
Bikers and workers who shun leather gear
Opt for armoured, steel toe-capped synthetics.
They feel safe in their weather-proof, hi-viz gear
Made from quality, long-lasting fabrics.
***
Javier Culotte loved to wear shoes,
He liked them in reds and he loved them in blues.
He sometimes wore tall ones, sometimes they were flat,
But none of them were leather, he made sure of that.
****
Sources:
http://www.inspirationgreen.com/toxins-in-leather-shoes.html
http://www.peta.org/issues/animals-used-for-clothing/leather-industry/leather-environmental-hazards/
Vegan shoes:
http://www.vegetarian-shoes.co.uk/
Vegan Motorcyclist:
http://www.bebenroth.com/vegan%20motorcyclist/motorcyclist.html
http://www.peta.org/living/fashion/cruelty-free-gear-vegan-motorcyclist/
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Vegan-Motorcyclists/129648463741351
Isn’t it a yucky thing?
Why would you wear leather?
It’s cow skin you know,
Or goat skin or calf skin,
Or even kangaroo.
Why would you want to wear someone else’s skin?
Isn’t it a yucky thing to put your body in?
Everyone should have the right, if they have no other,
To keep their own skin fully attached, not have it worn by another.
Come rhyme with me
First these little gems by the lovely Barry Wax:
“You will eat anything,” said the cow to the Billy Goat.
“Not at all,” the goat burped with the flavor of the shoe on his lips.
The cow munched on the cud and thought the remark over.
“I am not sure who is worse in habits, you or the pig?”
The pig looked up offended. “I admit I eat slop but the goat will eat the buttons off a coat and then the coat.”
“I have you all beat said the human. I will eat the goat, the cow and the pig.”
The three nodded in fear for they realized the human was the worse and hoped he would not pick one of them for dinner.
Fortunately goosey came by and within seconds became the bon appetite for the night.
****
The vegetable from outer space never eat meat.
And so the human race was not the dish it meant to eat.
The vegetable from outer space was reddish in color,
It had seven eyes, four ears and a dozen tiny, tiny feet.
The vegetable from space had blood the color of blue,
It breathed oxygen and gave out CO2 and in the air flew.
The vegetable from space had a high IQ and came for peace,
It landed in the city and a homeless man fined him and did eat.
No more vegetable from outer space, no more savior of mankind,
For the homeless man the vegetable from outer space was food and there was no meal line.
****
What is an olive?
It is a fruit from an evergreen tree.
It has yellow flowers.
It makes olive oil.
There are green olives and black olives.
It has the good fat.
It fights heart disease.
I like it in my salad.
I like it on my pizza.
Olives are great.
****
The pair of pears were juicy.
The melon ripe and moist.
The watermelon was sweet.
With the fruit we rejoice.
The energy flowed through us,
It was vital and strong.
We harmed nothing in this post,
We are like the earth reborn.
****
A salad is on my mind.
Crispy lettuce of any kind.
Cucumber sliced and scattered around.
A few placed olives to be found.
A celery stalk on both sides.
A cream sauce moving like the tides.
A slice of pickle.
To make my mouth tickle.
My taste buds tingle and wait,
Got to eat that salad, it looks first rate.
Thanks Barry 🙂
And this next poem, about the joy of the world around us and our connection to it,
was written by Tokoni Uti who also wanted to join in.
Earth Poem
We are eating from the womb of the earth.
We are celebrating the patriots of birth.
We are dancing in her familiar rain.
And harvesting herbs for the healing of pain
The wrath of the sun kisses our shoulders.
And the caresses of the wind are getting bolder.
The whispers of the wind cries in our ears.
The call of the sea embraces our fear.
Thanks for your contribution Tokoni 🙂
Appreciate the little things
‘Twas the night before the weekend,
And something was in the air.
His face looked concerned when he told me,
Though he tried to hide his despair.
****
“The internet’s stopped working!
I don’t know what to do!”
To ease his mind by distraction I said,
“The hot water’s stopped working too!”
****
He reached for my hand and squeezed it,
Breathed deep and smiled at me.
“At least after your cold shower,” he said,
“You can still have a hot cup of tea.”
****
[Inspired by an internet-free 3 days which turned out to be very liberating and enjoyable. Internet’s back but not the hot water – that’s ok, cold showers are very refreshing 😉 ]
Cheep Chirp
Cheep, chirp, tweet, caw,
These sounds we make, and more.
Quack, squawk, gobble, cuckoo,
We’re saying something worthwhile, twit twoo.
****
If you don’t follow, if you don’t know,
What we’re saying or why we crow,
That doesn’t mean there is no reason
For our calls and conversation.
The Ravens Watch
The gamekeeper walks, shotgun in hand,
A frown on his face, he litters the land
With barrels and bags of game bird feed,
With cages and wire, and bodies that bleed.
****
The bodies of animals killed by his gun
Are hung on the tree, one by one.
With hardness of heart, and misery of soul,
The gamekeeper’s is a grotesque role.
****
Day after day, and year after year
He does his job with no guilt and no fear.
What he doesn’t know is that someone is watching
And when the storm comes … his clock will stop ticking.
****
Land Rover won’t start, the engine’s kaput,
The storm closes in as he trudges on foot.
He strides for the castle, to find some shelter,
He’s whipped by debris as the wind rises higher.
****
It’s darker now as the rain lashes down.
The ravens watch the sinister clown.
He’s soaked and he’s angry, he yells at the sky,
And the lightening yells back “And now you must die!”
Dear Giovanni
“Dear Giovanni wouldn’t eat a bird.”
“He wouldn’t eat a bird?”
“No, haven’t you heard?
Lovely Giovanni wouldn’t eat a bird,
Because he loves them dearly.”
****
“Dear Giovanni wouldn’t cook a bird.
He wouldn’t cook a bird
In his restaurant, take my word!
Kind-hearted Giovanni, beloved restauranteur,
Wouldn’t cook a bird, no sir!”
****
“Giovanni has a motto,
I don’t know if you’ve heard it,
He says ‘Don’t hurt friends,
Or friends of friends,
Because none of them deserve it.'”
****
I had fun painting this cityscape and the name for the restaurant, Giovanni’s, just popped into my head. Then, because I wanted to make a post in keeping with this week’s theme – birds – I wrote a quirky poem to go with it. Then I thought – wouldn’t it be great if there really was a vegan restaurant called Giovanni’s? So I googled and, guess what – there is! What are the chances???
Giovanni’s Pizza Grill, 100% Vegan Organic Restaurant, Rock City Rd and Tinker St, Woodstock, NY 12498, United States
The Margherita
The Benedetta
Poppy’s Potato Croquettes
“meatballs” (made with whole grains and seeds) covered in a flavourful tomato sauce with onions
Sausage with peppers and onions
Fantastic tantalising pictures pinched from The V Word.
Click here to read the full restaurant review. Ooh, I wish I lived near Woodstock right now 😉
Thanks Rhea 🙂
STOP PRESS:
Since posting this, Rhea has been in touch (see comments below) and she, in turn, told Giovanni who also dropped us a line (see comments again). Anyway, I thought you might be interested in Giovanni’s fascinating story about how he became a vegan chef which is revealed in his interview with Green Door Magazine, so click here
The Folly of Expert Opinions
There was a time, long long ago
When they thought the world was flat.
They worried if they sailed the seas
They’d fall off the end of that.
In centuries past, in primitive times,
They demonized herbal healers.
They’d label such gifted folk a witch.
Fear and ignorance led to murders.
1908, the Siberian tundra
Was struck by a freak fireball.
Theories abound, though no cause has been found.
Was it meteorite or black-hole?
10,000 crop circles in various forms
Have appeared since ’72
Caused by UFOs, wind or rabbits or hoax?
Who knows who knows? Do you?
And now here we are, Twenty-Fourteen,
A much more enlightened era.
The experts tell us as the ice starts to melt,
That we should try to live more greener.
Thoughtful, conscientious, sensible types
Recycle their plastic and drive less.
They walk or take the bus to work;
Use low wattage bulbs; try to redress.
But in 06 The United Nations
Found that animal farming’s the trouble,
Causing land degradation and water pollution,
Gas with high global warming potential.
The experts gathered and consulted and planned
What to do to solve the problem
Of global warming, pollution, disease
Caused by human animal-consumption.
“Urgent action is required,” they said,
“To remedy the situation.”
We need cows that don’t fart, recyclable manure,
And more efficient irrigation!
“Thank goodness for experts!” the populace cries,
“What would we do without them?
When scientists develop unflatulent cows
That will solve the global warming problem.”
“Wouldn’t it be easier,” a schoolboy asked
“To solve that long list of crises
By giving up meat and dairy and leather
And planting more veggies and fruit trees?”
“The experts would tell us,” his teacher replied,
“If there was anything we could do in a hurry.
There’s no need to resort to radical extremes,
Just recycle what you can and don’t worry.”
****
Click here to look at the report by the Food and Agriculture Organization of the United Nations. Be aware, you might do a double take when you read that their proposed solutions to the problem are as indicated in the poem. See Remedies including “Improving animals’ diets to reduce enteric fermentation and consequent methane emissions”
Luke Walker and the Hypothetical Question
Two days later …
Remember I wanted a new hat?
Remember I wanted to make a new hat
With the yarn from old hats I’d unravelled?
Remember I said Random Rose made a hat,
A beret with ridges she cabled?
****
Well I followed the pattern that Rose kindly shared,
Though the yarn had lost elasticity.
The needles I used were not quite the right size,
But I wasn’t going to let that stop me.
****
So I finished my hat and I’m pleased how it went,
Cream and purple go well together.
I admit it turned out bigger than it was meant,
For my head is decidedly smaller.
****
As luck would have it, Miranda’s got a big head,
Though not the metaphorical kind.
So I decided to give it to her instead,
And I honestly really don’t mind.
Look at this can
Look at this can, and picture if you can
What it would do to Peter Rabbit’s paw.
It’s as sharp as a knife, it would cut like a knife,
And cause bad infection for sure.
This is how it goes, when someone just throws
Their drink can on the ground.
Inevitably it must, succumb to the rust,
Get dangerously jagged and unsound.
Now think of this, just think of this –
What if Mrs Tiggywinkle walked over?
What if she trod, right over the sod
Where this can was hidden in the clover?
Or Tabitha Twitchit, perhaps Mrs Twitchit,
Might be walking her youngsters to school.
Moppet and Mittens, and Tom, her kittens
Could, on this can, cut their feet cruel.
“Oh I wish,” they would say, at the end of the day,
“That the can had never been left there.”
Their feet would sting, as infection set in,
“But humans who litter just don’t care.”
Vegan Nursery Rhymes on Kindle
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Vegan Nursery Rhymes is now available on Kindle!
Six popular nursery rhymes have been veganised, colourfully illustrated and made into a tiny little kindle book.
So cute 🙂
Why don’t you pop over to Amazon and take a look?
I want a new hat!
I want a new hat,
It’s as simple as that!
But I’ve got no money to buy one.
I know what I’ll do,
I’ve got old hats – two,
I’ll unravel to make a new one.
Rose shared a pattern,
A cool beret pattern,
Which I’ll use to make my new hat.
The purple from my sloppy
And the cream from my saggy
Hats will go great together for that!
When I was a young child …
When I was a young child
An omnivore diet I ate.
I wasn’t very adventurous,
The same few things appeared on my plate.
I liked to eat egg, chips and beans,
Or sometimes sausage and mash.
Occasionally I’d have fish fingers and peas,
Or maybe corned beef hash.
***
I didn’t like many vegetables,
Only peas, baked beans and carrots.
No one could make me eat my greens,
I’d never even heard of shallots.
***
My range of fruit went as far as apples,
Bananas, an orange at Christmas.
I preferred to eat biscuits and cakes and bread,
Peanuts and crisps, not citrus.
***
When I went veggie I ate lots more eggs
And cheese instead of the flesh foods.
Fat and more fat, cholesterol and fat,
But rarely increased the plant foods.
***
Now that I’m vegan, when they say to me,
“My goodness, what do you eat?”
I take a deep breath as I smile to myself
And happily repeat:
“I eat lettuce and spinach and onions and leeks,
Mushrooms and cabbage and beetroot;
Tomatoes and chard and purslane and sprouts,
Alfalfa and clover and bean shoots.”
“I eat mangos and apricots, pineapples and pears,
Almonds, sultanas and cashews;
Strawberries, raspberries, blueberries, cranberries,
Dates, prunes, avocados.”
My diet today is the most varied it’s been
Ever before in my lifetime.
High nutrition I get from my living food,
Not to mention the taste which is sublime!
Raw Vegan Chocolate Mousse Cake
Raw vegan chocolate cake with ganache frosting
Raw vegan pizza from skinnylimits.com
Raw vegan lasagne
Marigold Marigold
Marigold Marigold
Calendula Officinalis,
I planted you for bees,
But for me you have uses.
In salad for food
Or poultice for sting
I welcome the positive
Stuff that you bring 🙂
Dirt-Filled Pot
What is that?
A dirt-filled pot!
It’s not just that.
I’m sure it’s not.
***
Look closer,
See what you can see,
It’s tiny lettuce,
There are more than three!
Dandelion Dandelion
Oh glorious dandelion
So misunderstood.
Maligned as a weed
Don’t you wish you would
Be valued and treasured,
Encouraged to grow,
To extend your long leaves
Sun gold flowers to show?
Your leaves make good salads,
Green smoothies and juice,
Your flowers bright and yellow,
Sweet to taste; you produce
Vitamins and minerals
So many in abundance.
One day you’ll be treasured,
Recognised for your brilliance.
Answerin’ Back
She said
“Do as you’re told
So that as you grow old-
-er, you’ll learn how to be a success.”
****
I said
“What’s that to me
If there’s no bumble bee
And the world’s all polluted wiv mess?”
****
She said
“Be quiet and sit still
Or you certainly will
Be punished and I’ll send home a letter!”
****
“Don’t answer back,
Good manners you lack,
You should know that your teacher knows better.”
****
I said
“That’s not always true,
I mean, wasn’t it you
Who told me people were s’posed to eat meat?”
****
“Now that can’t be right,
We don’t have sharp enuf bite,
To kill a animal for us to eat.”
****
“So if it’s alright wiv you,
I think I’ll just have to,
Answer back when I think of a question.”
****
“Like Tuvok I won’t
Nod my head when I don’t
Agree wiv a nillogical lesson!”
Be like Luke – think for yourself and never stop asking questions 🙂
Vegan Food
Vegan food hot
Vegan food cold
Vegan food never gets
Nine days old.
Some like it hot
Some like it cold,
It’s just too good to leave until
It’s nine days old.
Vegan Organic Fair-Trade
Today I ate a bar of chocolate,
Vegan organic fair trade.
For taste, enjoyment and ethics it
Put other bars in the shade.
***
My chocolate went down so smoothly with
A piping hot cup of tea,
Vegan organic and fair trade too,
Happy indulgence for me.
***
Bananas we eat
And oranges sweet,
Are vegan organic fair trade.
***
On porridge we add
Sugar, just a tad,
That’s vegan organic fair trade.
***
The coffee and cocoa
And fruit that we can’t grow,
All vegan organic fair trade.
***
Vegan organic fair trade.
Vegan organic fair trade.
Just make up your mind
To keep purchases kind,
Buy vegan organic fair trade.
Nutritious Still Life
My friend drew a still life
Which she wanted me to see.
She told me I’d like it
Because it’s good for me.
There’s vitamin A, vitamin K,
And of course vitamin C.
Potassium, phosphorus, magnesium,
Lycopene and manganese!
🙂
Walnut Counting Rhyme
Up and down the walnut tree,
The squirrels run,
Just for fun,
Collecting nuts for free.
1, 2, 3.
The 4th they drop for me.
***
From branch to walnut branch,
The squirrels jump,
Without a bump,
Collecting nuts for free.
5, 6, 7.
The eighth they drop for me.
***
Round and round for walnuts bound,
The squirrels dance,
They skip and prance,
Collecting nuts for free.
9, 10, 11.
The 12th they drop for me.
***
Squirrels full of energy,
Go from tree to walnut tree,
Collecting nuts for free,
And dropping them for me.
When they have 30
How many will there be for me?
Did you know that squirrels communicate with each other through various vocalisations and scent marking. They also use their tails as a signalling device, twitching it when uneasy to alert other squirrels of potential danger. I have seen this and it’s fascinating to watch.
For more interesting facts about squirrels pop over here
Puddlesplashers
Wetsox Puddlesplasher,
That is my name.
My job is important
But it feels like a game.
***
We clamber through ditches,
And sink in the mud.
We jump down from earth mounds
And land with a thud.
***
Soggybottom Puddlesplasher,
My close relation,
Is my partner at work,
This mucky vocation.
***
***
***
But that is no matter,
There’s no turning back.
We have to keep going,
And fill our sack,
With bottles and cans,
Some broken, some shredded,
That were dropped by the stupid,
The thoughtless, wrong-headed.
***
These everyday things,
Used once and tossed out,
Are dangerous now,
To the others about
Their business as usual,
Living their lives.
They step on a shredded can,
That cuts like knives.
They eat plastic pieces
Or cigarette butts,
Which hurt them as much,
As the broken glass cuts.
***
So our job is important
And we’ll always stay
Proud Puddlesplashers,
Day after day.
Here We Go Round The Shopping Mall
All together now:
Here we go round the shopping mall,
The shopping mall, the shopping mall,
Here we go round the shopping mall
On a dirty, dusty morning.
***
This is the way we’re kicked about,
Knocked about, blown about,
This is the way we get about
On a cold and windy morning.
***
This is the way we go for a swim,
How we slip in, how we drop in,
This is the way we go for a swim
On a bright and blustery morning.
***
This is the way we float down stream,
We float down stream, we float down stream,
This is the way we float down stream
On a hot and sunny morning.
***
This is the way we go to sea,
We go to sea, we go to sea,
This is the way we go to sea
On a calm and cloudy morning.
***
This is the way we poison the life,
Strangle the life, entangle the life,
This is the way we choke the life
Out of each and every ocean.
***
Here we go round the ocean gyres,
The ocean gyres, the ocean gyres,
Here we go round the ocean gyres
For a hundred thousand mornings.
***
vegan nursery rhyme
Three Brown Cows
Three brown cows. Three brown cows.
See how they run. See how they run.
They all run after the human ilk,
Who kidnap their calves and then steal their milk,
The cows want their calves back, the humans can’t bilk,
The three brown cows.
For more nursery rhymes and wacky verse for kids click here 😀
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vegan nursery rhymes
Juice
Making juice is fun to do
We do it with greens
We do it with fruit
We turn the crank
‘Til the pulp comes through
🙂
Onwards and Upwards!
The rain is falling fast and wet,
I haven’t been outside as yet,
But still I’m sure, and look with awe,
The year has started well.
****
Positive minds that focus together
On positive ends whatever the weather,
Can only go forwards and onwards and upwards
As vegan numbers swell.
😀
Happy New Year!!!!
A Very Merry Vegan Christmas
Dashing through the snow
In our purple vegan boots
O’er the hills we go
Eating juicy fruits.
ha ha ha
Bells on bracelets ring
Making spirits bright,
What fun it is to laugh and sing
A jingling song tonight.
***
Oh, jingle bells, walnut shells,
Chocolate raisins taste
Sweet, and so do peanut chews,
Vegan treats won’t go to waste.
😀
Fox Whisperer
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Come closer dear, so no one else will hear,
Allow me to softly whisper:
“I’ve loved you since I first caught a glimpse
Of you enchanting the vista.”
Please Please Please
Please please please let me take my ease,
Let me ride on your back for a while.
My legs are short and not as strong as yours,
I’ve been walking for more than a mile.
I’ll just climb on and I won’t take long
Try to stand still here for a minute.
I really appreciate you helping me out
And I promise not to fidget.
Thank you thank you thank you Mum
This ride is good and comfy.
I can see from your reflection though,
That you enjoy it as much as me!
Muddy Boots
The leaves are brown and they’re tumbling down,
The rain is falling faster.
The mud is wet; how deep the puddles get,
My boots are a disaster!
🙂
If animals spoke our language
Animals speak to us in their own way,
but if they spoke with words, what would they say?
One thing I declare, without ANY doubt:
All creatures in cages would say ‘Let me out!’
‘Watch my eyes follow your every motion’
A dog would say, ‘my life speaks of devotion’.
A horse would say, ‘A fire burns deep within me
that yearns to run through the countryside, free!’
One way we can improve the human race
is to respect those of a different face.
We need to listen in a whole new way
to what animals are trying to say.
Excerpt from If animals spoke our language by the Vegan Poet
A Dog’s Love
When I need to love, my dog is faithfully there.
In the sweetest way, dogs show us how much they care.
They inspire us to play, to go for walks or a run,
A dog’s love is comforting and makes life more fun.
They’re willing love objects at any time of day.
And somehow my dog understands what I say.
From a dog’s warm welcome, true love is understood.
Their eyes reveal honesty; their heart is pure and good.
Great genius made the wagging tail, the ‘happy’ indicator,
Seeing a dog’s tail wag, my own happiness grows greater!
A dog’s Love offers a calming, therapeutic feeling,
Petting a dog’s coat has a wonderful way of healing.
A dog’s love truly feels as though it comes from a higher place
than the oftentimes self-serving love shown by the human race.
This interspecies relationship helps my soul to grow.
My Love should be more Dog-like; I am only human, though.
Point of View
Point of View by Shel Silverstein
Sheldon Allan “Shel” Silverstein, was an American poet, singer-songwriter, cartoonist, screenwriter, and author of children’s books.
Open House Part 4
Part 4 of the Open House at Violet’s Veg*n e-Comics’ (virtual vegan comics for veggie veg*n children kids ;-)) is Poems
Here you will find rhyming thoughts from me, some silly, some cheeky, some thoughtful, just in case you’re into that sort of thing 😉
As usual – click on the pics, if you want to 🙂
Daisy-Blue
Topsy-turvey
Life might be more straight-forward if you’re comfortable upside down,
Especially if you don’t object to being the wrong way round.
Vegan Doll
My sister has a vegan doll who has bright orange hair.
My sister said her vegan doll is prob’ly very rare.
She said there can’t be many dolls who simply couldn’t bear
To attend a tea party if there is cow’s milk there.
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“I have to say, I understand,” my sister said to Mum,
“Why Rosa doll won’t eat an egg out of a chicken’s bum.
‘Thou shalt not kill’ said Reverend John, not ‘thou shalt not kill people‘.
Isn’t it right to be kind when we can? Shouldn’t that be our rule of thumb?”
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My sister smiled at Rosa, her red-haired vegan dolly,
“I’m going to do what you do, so are Mum and Dad and Molly.
And all of my dolls will be vegan now so tea parties won’t exclude you,
The tea will only have oat milk in and there’ll be vegan cake on the trolley.”
There once was a vegan called Megan
There once was a vegan called Megan
Whose best friend was a fish-shaped alien,
She did love to read,
And to grow things from seed,
She loved animals and never would eat one!
🙂
Go to the Megan & Flos stories to read more about Megan 🙂
Said Andrew Jones to me
“Why are you a vegan?”
Said Andrew Jones to me.
“Does your mum make you be one?
Do you have to drink herbal tea?”
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“Don’t you wish you could eat this?”
He showed me the meat on his pizza.
“Have you ever even tasted fish?
You’d probably like it Jamila.”
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“You can’t even drink milk can you?
Your mum must be ever so strict!
You can have some of mine if you want to,
Drink from the side I haven’t licked.”
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“I feel sorry for you,” Andrew said
“If you’re not allowed egg and chips.
Does she make you eat raw seaweed?
And swallow your apple pips?”
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I waited for him to stop talking,
He had a lot to get off his chest.
I began to think he didn’t want answering,
But then he gave his voice a rest.
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“I’m vegan because I want to be,”
I told him. He looked unconvinced.
“Eating animal flesh is revolting to me.
Eggs are from chickens’ bottoms.” He winced.
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“That milk was pumped out of inside a cow,
I don’t know how you can drink it.
You don’t need milk, you’re a big boy now.
Look at me, I’m healthy without it!”
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“I don’t know why you think I’m weird being vegan
When my food is seeds, veg, fruits and nuts.
Don’t you think it’s weirder to eat dead bodies,
Stuff from animals’ innards, and things that come out of their butts?”
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See the illustrated picture book version of this here
🙂
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See it on YouTube
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