Oh Milk!
Every once in awhile I am compelled to write terrible poetry. Enjoy:
A cry for milk
After eating cookies,
Cry for milk
After eating chocolate cake,
I cry for milk
And pancakes, too
They make me,
Cry for milk
We are mammals,
We cry for milk
As babies,
We cry for milk
But vegans,
They don’t cry for milk
How can you eat cereal?
And not cry for milk?
Oh Vegan! Are you not human?
Does your mouth not cry out for ice cold milk,
After eating P.B. & J?
“But we have silk!”
The vegans retort
To that I reply:
Silk ain’t milk
You are not higher than a mammal
And I ask you, oh Vegan:
What about cheese?
Cheese from silk?
Surely you jest,
You can’t make real cheese
Without real milk
A life without milk,
Is a life half lived.
Fin
A cry for milk
After eating cookies,
Cry for milk
After eating chocolate cake,
I cry for milk
And pancakes, too
They make me,
Cry for milk
We are mammals,
We cry for milk
As babies,
We cry for milk
But vegans,
They don’t cry for milk
How can you eat cereal?
And not cry for milk?
Oh Vegan! Are you not human?
Does your mouth not cry out for ice cold milk,
After eating P.B. & J?
“But we have silk!”
The vegans retort
To that I reply:
Silk ain’t milk
You are not higher than a mammal
And I ask you, oh Vegan:
What about cheese?
Cheese from silk?
Surely you jest,
You can’t make real cheese
Without real milk
A life without milk,
Is a life half lived.
Fin
posted by semite1973 at 5:11 PM
8 Comments:
How can someone live in Wisconsin and not each cheese? I thought that was some sort of requirement, and that people who couldn't bring themselves to eat cheese had to move to the UP?
That's what one would think, but there are vegans here. Maybe one day a vegan activist will release a heard of dairy cows?
It makes me want milk.
This could be read, teasingly, as both a celebration and a subversion of the whole "milk" concept...there's even some bolshy anti-colonial narrative lurking in there: "P.B. & J" a masterful, coded reference to Palestine, Beirut and Jenin, with the "Vegan" a self-righteous, uptight Israel denying itself the purity, the clarity, the "ice cold milk" provided by The Other, and in particular the spiritual richness of the Qu'ran.
Thus "cheese from silk?" Can a reactionary, apartheid-esque Zionist entity gain true nourishment(cheese) from material and financial gains(silk), especially as it comes at the expense of the "mammal", the colonised?
And in the final, dazzling couplet, "A life without milk/Is a life half lived", the ideal of a Two-State Solution is alluded to.
Ryan
Now my head hurts.
Ryan, that was brilliant! How did you that that was what the poem was about?
Time for some "listen to the children" me thinks!
I think I just went retarded when I read your comment, Ryan. Thanks.
Did I mention the emotive Chomskyian subtext?
Ryan
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