Best Veggie Poems
Anthem for a Veggie
Never gonna roast no chicken
Never gonna braise no steak
Never gonna grill no lamb chop
Eating meat, I’ll not partake.
Never gonna fry no sausage
Never gonna boil no ham
Never gonna barbecue burger
Feast only of the fields and Yam.
Won’t feast on Yuletide Turkey
Won’t feast on fatted goose
Won’t kill no moorland partridge
Saving pheasant from a noose
Won’t skillet no wild venison
Won’t stir fry country hare
Won’t eat any creature that lived
Because it’s wrong and so unfair
and the Lord delivered the King of Judah
into the hands of King Nebuchadnezzar.
the choice gems of the Judean royal family —
chosen to serve in the Babylonian palace.
veggies, please…no meat, no wine
from the King’s table...no defilement.
God caused the chief official to show
favor and sympathy to Daniel.
in ten days bright and cheery faces
continued their act that pleased the Lord.
to Daniel and his friends, God gave
knowledge and understanding;
to Daniel - visions and dreams of all kinds.
none was found to be better than Daniel,
Hananiah, Mishael, and Azariah renamed
Belteshazzar, Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego.
and this begins their veggie tales…
some thought lions might eat vegetarians...
some thought veggies could be flame-broiled…
hear the cacophony of the dithering instruments:
horn, flute, zither, lyre, harp and all
the nations crack, crumble, fall
to worship the image of gold
but…
Daniel and his friends
wait for a better day
a trumpet sound
where every knee will bow
to the King of Kings.
10/29/2019
Tis the season once again
For me to cast my vote
This year I'm going Bananas
Instead of Artichoke
When it comes to Apples & Oranges
They're pretty much the same
As I close the curtain on the booth
And just start punching names
Asparagus is tops on my list
Much more than Brussels Sprouts
What Veggie will lead the charge
We'll have to wait to find that out
So let's freshen up the voting block
And somewhere in between
As we vote raw our favorite vegetable
The rest of them we'll steam
My veggie tray's selection was unique.
'Twas still offered to a jittery sheikh
Who hopped from foot to foot,
Ignoring the ginger root,
Took an onion, saying, "Gotta take a leek!"
He ran off to the loo speedily.
Later on, he returned back to me.
Assessed my tray and proceeded
To eat a pod that was seeded.
I asked him, "Tell me sir, how was your pea?"
We laughed, and guffawed, and made a fuss
At the playful double entendre between us.
He said with a wink,
"I'd hate to think
What you'd say if I had the asparagus!"
My babies loved the cats,
through the ages of the naps,
in the pages,
in the clasp,
on the floor,
atop a mat,
I pull it out and flip a bat-
let a lover free the band,
so I may rebuttal and unleash some wrath...
Because just one tap on the blacks,
leads a lover to the back,
just like one Cambridge man of the past-
holds a drink,
and chats your gas-
shoots your lore back at the boss-
holds your cross with MS DOS,
dances slow,
without a flirt,
dances slow,
and acts the jerk,
wounds the birds,
with sailing lurch,
corrodes the curbs,
with wheeling verse,
feeling verve-
eats the skirts,
while doing peddles,
and bronzing metals,
mutating meadows,
while racing against yellows,
seasons those fellows pollinating in the bellows-
of an R1 while you're having so much fun...
Being a beast while you're facing the gun,
in the rip of time between going home and burning the buns,
focusing on the fever that got you your lump some.
The Constitution of a Aging Veggie Eater
I the aged, will do my solemnly best
to eat all my green like vegetables
and what every doctor Oz says is good for my body
and will affirm that in good faith, I give my word that, I will protect my colon and my heart
to the best of my ability, to preserve my health and defend my new way of life
no matter how young i may feel at the time...
P.S. But if a desert comes into view, I will not, do my Hostess best to walk away?!
but eat it with the vigor of a young woman, without a waist line!
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"Oath of office of the President of the United States"
"I do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will faithfully execute the Office of President
of the United States, and will to the best of my ability, preserve, protect and defend the
Constitution of the United States."
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Here I am.
From top to toe
A meat-free human
Don't ya know
People asked me
Why the shoes?
I do not eat them.
I'd often muse..
But now I'm older
And life's moved on
With larger issues
To dwell upon
I'll soon be forty
Years a veg.
No highland castle
Or trust fund hedge
My account is clear.
My conscience too
But still with plenty
More to do
It thrills my soul
The human-race
Denies nutrition
With a face
A greater cause
Now lies before
The victims no longer
Just legs of four
The truth is out.
Our selfish ways
May just have numbered
All our days..
And who'd have thought
To cure our blindness
We must return
To love and kindness.
Copyright © Christopher Grieves | Year originally Posted 2021
I so hate asparagus
and those brussels sprouts.
I only need to smell them
to reinforce my doubts.
Soup tastes better
when its ingredients are veggies
with enough noodles
to give it a tempting look.
All the pasta letters of the alphabet
can be stirred in it until they cook well.
I see some children drool,
watching it with hungry eyes, but seeming cool...
while mom warns them of the hot steam,
" Don't stick your nose in that pot...you'll get burned! "
Finally, the veggie soup is ready...
every bowl is filled to the rim,
" Yummy ", one says licking his lips.
" Dig in, kids...it's mommy's soup, the best ever! "
She tells them with a thrill that delights them all.
" One thing you've forgotten to say...
what was your letter? " Mine is A, " I yelled.
" Good, boy...I am going to reward with another bowl of soup!"
My great grandfather was a butcher
And my grandad to,
My mum delivered the butchers meat
In a little van of blue.
My husband is a farmer's son
And we live on the farm,
His brother is the farmer,
We live a life of charm.
Meat's always on the menu,
Breakfast, lunch and tea,
Sausages, bacon, a nice bit of steak
It's in our ancestry.
Now the family are excellent farmer's
Their cattle are reared with pride,
All calves are kept with their mother's
Through the summer months outside.
But now it's time to bring them in
And the cycle must start again,
The young are separated
And I know this causes pain.
The bellows' are long and mournful,
From sheds they cry to each other,
The cow for its little calf
And the calf for its mother.
So I'm thinking of becoming a veggie
As I've really been distressed,
Listening to the anguished sounds
Has made me quite depressed.
The family are quite astounded
When I say "Let's give up meat."
"You're from a line of butchers!
Our meals wouldn't be complete."
The Sunday roast is a joint of beef
And I don't want to abstain,
As then the poor cow that it's from
Would have died in vain.
So maybe tomorrow, I'll go meat free,
Perhaps I'lll try it for awhile,
"You'll still hear the bellows' next year."
They tell me with a smile.
Brian The Veggie Lion
The trackers all dressed in their safari suits
Trekked over plains in their safari boots
In search of an animal that was called Brian
A statuesque beast in the shape of a lion
Skin prickling chills as they sensed he was near
But the park ranger said there was nothing to fear
For Brian the lion had delicate guts
He's now on a diet of pulses and nuts
No need to be scared, no need to be quiet
For Brian is now on a strict vegan diet
As they too were vegan and never ate meat
They made it their mission this lion to greet
For many a day they sought this strange lion
They knew he was close but they couldn't find Brian
At first they were wary that no-one was armed
But Brian was vegan, they wouldn't be harmed
Suddenly, stood there before them was Brian
A truly enormous, formidable lion
He padded around them on monstrous paws
Saliva was dribbling from slavering jaws
Brian then snarled, ‘We get few vegans here,
In fact you're the first I've encountered this year’
He grinned as he muttered, ‘I'm so pleased to meet you,
It's time for my lunch, I'll just have to eat you.’
The trackers all laughed and said, ‘Go on then, try it,
We know all about your strict vegan diet.’
Brian just growled and then got rather vicious
And later he slept...
Vegans... delicious!
With some Sauteed onions in a pan on some melted butter and olive oil
Throw in slices of button mushrooms, green pepper and zucchini according to your style
Some chopped garlic and cumin powder are the key constituents
Sprinkle some salt and some hot pepper flakes to tickle your taste buds
Open a can of organic black beans and give them a quick rinse
Adding it to the vegetable mix will fulfill a need of healthy protein
Top it up with some chopped spinach and stir the blend well
A scrumptious filling is ready for veggie enchiladas to be prepared
Bring out your favorite blend of cheeses and tomato salsa
Start building your tortillas while doing some fun salsa
Heat them up on both sides on a nicely heated, well oiled pan
Role each up by placing a little of all the above mentioned components near your hand
Arrange them on an oven-proof dish to cook in a preheated 375 degree oven
Top them up with some more salsa and cheese and bake for a quarter of an hour
Enjoy them when they are cool enough for you to devour
Hope you like the technique created by a vegetarian individual
07/22/2019
Being Veggie
Here I am.
From top to toe
A meat-free human
Don't ya know
People asked me
Why the shoes?
I do not eat them.
I'd often muse..
But now I'm older
And life's moved on
With larger issues
To dwell upon
I'll soon be forty
Years a veg.
No highland castle
Or trust fund hedge
My account is clear.
My conscience too
But still with plenty
More to do
It thrills my soul
The human-race
Denies nutrition
With a face
A greater cause
Now lies before
The victims no longer
Just legs of four
The truth is out.
Our selfish ways
May just have numbered
All our days..
And who'd have thought
To cure our blindness
We must return
To love and kindness.
Jinjagoliath
23rd September 2021
Is there anything more satisfying
Than a bowl of veggie soup
From the famous Campbell's kitchens
That nobody else can dupe!
It's probably not smart to have some
Two or three times a day
But I surely would if I had the chance
I'm eating one now by the way!
Yummy yum-yum, I must have died
Travelled straight up to heaven
I'm hearing a band of angels right now
Or is it Celine on Channel Seven!
Imagine writing a poem about soup
There's nothing this guy won't stop at
Next thing he'll write about geckos
Or interesting chimney stacks!
Till then, I sit here downing my soup
My mind's a mess of thoughts
Mostly ideas that are too off the wall
See what creativity has wrought!
© Jack Ellison 2012
Nothing really hits the spot
like fresh-made veggie dip.
All those green and crunchy things;
it really is a trip.
There are always mushrooms, too,
to add a little zest.
Of course, they don't really crunch,
but I like them best.
I make my dip with sour cream
then add the mayonnaise,
garlic, onion and fresh chive;
it really does amaze.
9/2/16