Saturday, June 25, 2011

Seal Flipper Soup

Seal flipper soup

I'm ravin and cravin seal flipper soup again
When it comes to dinner I give it a ten
Broiled, fried, or steamed or baked
The delicious taste can never be faked
A wonder rodent on my plate
I'm merely hungry so don't you hate
With sweet and sour or fry sauce too
It makes my mouth water like when I'm at the zoo
Nutritious in many a way this meal it gives
For my personal craving God forgives
I bashed in it's brains with no thought or remorse
Other than a shopping list for my new main course
More than a whimper or squeal
But I'm keepin it real
Better it than I
Cuz without food I die
One creature's torture is another's salvation
Another's taboo brings my salivation
So break out the BBQ grill and you will know
When over hot coal the juices do flow
I'm no different than herbivores eating grass
That grass is alive so you can kiss my ass
Excuse me for living I might say
Your whining and moaning is a bit too gay
So save your energy I can't be bothered to change
And your reasons and motives are a bit too strange
So pardon me I've a date with a cute appetizer
Hey, at least I'm not eating a cute Bengal tiger

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