People are happily eating
Festivals,
in non -vegetarians' homes,
People are happily eating,
Fish, Chicken and Crabs,
Dissected cooked cadavers!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Vegetarian Mumbo Jumbo
I dont want tofu Id rather have a mouthful of beef stew I dont want
To be a vegetarian why eat beans when you can have steak insted?
I dont feel bad about eating something thats dead why should I be
Sad for cows getting hit in the head? so I like eating fish tell me whats
Wrong with this how can you blame me for eating chicken of the sea?
Dont waste your breath yelling at me about animal rights and how they
Should be free its survival of the fittest and were winning I dont feel
Bad about eating something thats dead why should I be sad for chickens
Being force fed so I like eating fish tell me whats wrong with this how can
You blame me for eating chicken of the sea?
song performed by by NOFX
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Dave’s Restaurant
Smell of sizzling steak in the air,
people talking and laughing everywhere.
Football game on big flat screen t.v.s,
fans watching and screaming happily,
while eating hot Grilled Worth Wings.
You can order Buffalo chicken, shrimp or gator,
you can order hand cut fries or side of taters.
Dave’s has pastas with or without fish,
he even has the Islamorada fish sandwich.
Now Dave’s has a bar with cool looking stools,
you can order beer or a smoothie to stay cool.
Kid’s can even have a bite to eat,
Dave’s has kid’s menu with chicken tenders and grilled cheese.
Captain Morgan Burger, steaks and fajitas are great,
Prime rib, Mojo Pork Platter are a delicious plate.
When downtown walking on Lake Ave.,
Stop at Dave’s Restaurant for the fresh food you can have.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on October 15,2011
www.puppetpoems.com
poem by Suzae Chevalier
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Varied Menu
Chicken and rice.
Fish and rice.
Rice and chicken.
Rice and fish.
Varied menu - 'ish!
Nice jungle place.
There's plenty of space.
Fresh clean air
But that dietary pair,
Fish or chicken
.....Not again!
So more trekking with a frown
Back to Georgetown.....
poem by George BernardBloodyShaw
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I'll Eat The Fish
I use to like it well done not rare.
Prepared tenderly as if one cared.
I had to have my steak well cooked and baked.
I use to slice it into pieces split,
With fried potatoes...
And some wine to slowly sip.
But when I changed my diet I got into fish.
And I discovered baked fish was quite delicious.
That was it.
And today there is no beef for me,
I'll eat the fish!
I use to slice my beef into tiny pieces split.
But when I changed my diet I got into the fish.
That was it.
That was it.
And today there is no beef for me I will eat the fish!
That is it for me...
Today I'm on the fish!
I use to like it well done not rare.
Prepared tenderly as if one cared.
I had to have my steak well cooked and baked.
I use to slice it into pieces split,
With fried potatoes...
And some wine to slowly sip.
But today there is no beef for me I will eat the fish!
That is it for me...
Today I'm on the fish!
Today there is no beef for me I will eat the fish!
That is it for me...
Today I'm on the fish!
Even fish sticks,
Will be eaten very quick.
I will handled eating up those fish sticks very quick.
Especially if they're deep fried and battered!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
A Guide to Eating Meat
Eating a little beef
Could cause a Hindu grief,
Eating too much chicken
Can make a person sicken,
Eating lots of lamb
Is preferable to Spam,
Eating a leg of pork
Won't make the neighbours talk,
But eating Mum and Dad
Is DEFINITELY BAD! !
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Cage-free chickens fly in a twilight sky!
I saw in a twilight sky like small jets
They fly for a better place full of vegetarians!
Leaving the chauvinistic-Machismo human beings,
Eagerly opened their watery mouths to chew
The jalapeno chicken sausage fully cooked
Lower in fat and calories!
How long the innocents could fly for an Utopia
That grazing on wide-open pastures?
[Father, so often I have said one thing with my lips and held another thought in my heart.Please help me live consistently with your love.]-Amen
nimal dunuhinga
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
A Fish In Your Hand
Many, many fish are washed ashore on the beach.
So vast as the eye can reach.
An old man is picking up the fish and throwing back to sea.
His grandson asks, 'Grandpa, how can you put all the fish to the sea.? '
He answers, ' Of course not, but the one in my hand is lucky.
It will survive and live happily.'
Then the boy joins him picking and throwing back the fish into water.
In the sky, flying in a circle
are meat-eating vultures.
The sun is getting hotter and hotter.
The fish are getting weaker and weaker.
The vultures are flying lower and lower.
The time is getting lesser and lesser.
Let us pick the fish Now or Never.
Let the nearby poor kids
be the lucky fish
saved by your own hand
like that of old man.
(based on a story I heard long time ago)
Beneath The Lush Of The Nipa Palms
beneath the lush of the nipa palms
are the homes of crabs beside is
the river the niche for the schools of
fish and on the river banks are
glossy pebbles some silent greens
of moss and ferns,
amidst all these beauteous secrets
perhaps we shall remember
how sweetly once we spent the
passionate night together...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
So
So, what's it gonna' be...
I waited patiently, stubby pencil in hand.
'...chicken or fish? '
She was planning a dinner party, the magnificent woman-
'Um...um...why not both? Oh, and we need some candles...put those down.'
'ok...both, ' I wrote, 'chicken and fish. Who are these people you're inviting?
'Just a bunch of diplomats. Oh, and flowers, but I'll get those.'
'Diplomats? What kind? ' I inquired, idly.
'I don't know, yet. Whatever's not on sale. But there's only one kind of diplomat. You'd best be going. They'll be here in six hours.'
I rose to go.
'And the salad? ' I remembered.
'What about it? , she asked, tying on an apron.
'What kind? '
'Mista.'
'Yes, sir, ' I saluted, and left.
poem by Morgan Michaels
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Vegetarians are cool. All I eat are vegetarians - except for the occasional mountain lion steak.
quote by Ted Nugent
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Duck! Don't Stick Your Neck Out
How many quacks does a quack quack quack
before he ducks for fish?
How many ducks does a quack quack duck
before his fish is fished?
How many geese's goose is cooked
because they ate up all the fish?
How many cooks cook geese
before their goose is cooked?
How many fowl fall foul
of fowl hunting cooks?
How many fowls' geese are cooked
before they flew from a foul hunting cook?
How many ducks' goose is cooked
because he didn't duck duck duck
when a fowl cook reached for his neck?
poem by David Taylor
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Beneath The Lush Of The Nipa Palms (2)
beneath the lush of the nipa palms
are the homes of crabs beside is
the river the niche for the schools of
fish and on the river banks are
glossy pebbles some silent greens
of moss and ferns,
amidst all these beauteous secrets
perhaps we shall remember
how sweetly once we spent the
passionate night together...
please, please, take time to remember.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
It Happened in an Isolated Bay In 1931
Voices calling in the early morning
so we jump up and getting dressed
rush to tall wide windows
that overlook the bay
In the twilight of the morning
we watch the water slip away
and soon the sand and muddy
bottom and all the fish lie bare
People went out collecting fish
they built a fire and cooked
the fish in a great big pot
the children were happy
We watched all day and wondered
Will the stars now leave the sky
will the sun and all the planets…
We can never forget that day
poem by Sean Joyce
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
An Isolated Bay In 1931
Voices calling in the early morning
so we jump up and getting dressed
rush to tall wide windows
that overlook the bay
In the twilight of the morning
we watch the water slip away
and soon the sand and muddy
bottom and all the fish lie bare
People went out collecting fish
they built a fire and cooked
the fish in a great big pot
the children were so happy
I watched all day and wondered
Will the stars now leave the sky
will the sun and all the planets…
We can never forget that day
poem by Sean Joyce
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
We Watched All Day
Voices calling in the early morning
so we jump up and getting dressed
rush to tall wide windows
that overlook the bay
In the twilight of the morning
we watch the water slip away
and soon the sand and muddy
bottom and all the fish lie bare
People went out collecting fish
they built a fire and cooked
the fish in a great big pot
the children were happy
We watched all day and wondered
Will the stars now leave the sky
will the sun and all the planets…
We can never forget that day
poem by Sean Joyce
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Will the stars now leave the sky will the sun and all the planets…
Voices calling in the early morning
so we jump up and getting dressed
rush to tall wide windows
that overlook the bay
In the twilight of the morning
we watch the water slip away
and soon the sand and muddy
bottom and all the fish lie bare
People went out collecting fish
they built a fire and cooked
the fish in a great big pot
the children were so happy
I watched all day and wondered
Will the stars now leave the sky
will the sun and all the planets…
We can never forget that day
poem by Sean Joyce
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I only eat fish - no chicken, no turkey, just fish. I get all my protein from fish and egg whites.
quote by Jack LaLanne
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Chicken With a Twist of Deliciousness
I bought thin breasts of sliced chicken.
Thinking I would make a chicken soup.
So I then cut the breasts,
Preparing to create a meal...
I believed would be the best.
When I had this thought...
Season and sauté the breast.
Simmer them quickly,
In olive oil next.
Add I did...
Broccoli, onions and green peppers.
With carrots and celery...
Thinking perhaps some cauliflower,
And Soy sauce too...
Was needed in this aromatic stew.
This I did.
Before I lowered the heat,
And covered this with the frying pan lid.
I said to myself...
This needed a touch of brown sugar.
A splash of apple vinegar,
And a dash of lemon for taste.
Mine,
Of course!
I'm suggesting this,
Before it is ready to plate.
I think this took twenty minutes to cook.
But the smell of it increased my appetite.
And I couldn't wait,
To devour each morsel.
Knowing I had cooked up something,
Bonafide to get me hooked!
Oh yes!
I've already named it,
Chicken With a Twist of Deliciousness!
If you want some,
You will have to make your own.
None of this I am eating,
Will a dropp of it you get!
Oh,
Before I forget.
Add some basil, dill, oregano and garlic too.
I like to use red pepper as well.
You can try that,
If you wish to lick the dish!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Carried Time Tide Currents Global Death List
radiation is raw spewing into the sea
off island of Honshū from number two
nuclear reactor at crippled Fukushima
nuclear power plant seeding sea currents
lethal death ray deadly spray radiation
radiation ripped glow fish soon no fish
dead sea hot zone death creeping raw
radiation still spewing seeping fear fish
cooked on your plate nice steaming but
what was it eating where swimming past
radiation survivors swimming is building
up in sea food chain levels concentrating
building in plankton for choice whale meat
building in snapper tuna fish for your dish
carried time tide currents global death list
poem by Terence George Craddock
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Is this chicken, what I have, or is this fish? I know it's tuna, but it says 'Chicken of the Sea.'
quote by Jessica Simpson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!