My Wife Is a Vegetarian
(This is a fictional poem)
My wife is a vegetarian and she's making me be one too.
I crave meat so much that I ate a leather shoe.
Last week my wife got mad when I bought a Big Mac.
She gave it to her german shepherd and he nearly bit my hand off when I tried to
get it back.
I'm unhappy because vegetables and fruits are all I've had to eat.
I'd kiss an old hog just to get a little meat.
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