Born Again Vegetarian

A poem about conversion to Vegetarianism

Fruit and veg,

they are my thing.

Meat no more,

I’ve moved on.

Don’t really miss it,

moved to pastures new.

Home grown food,

that’s where it’s at.

Tastes all the sweeter

when picked by yourself.

Grown, handpicked,

and cooked with love.


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