Vegan Steven

Poem By Benjamin Zephaniah

There was a young vegan
Called Steven,
Who just would not kill for no reason,
This kid would not eat
No cheese or no meat
And he hated the foxhunting season.

Comments about Vegan Steven

Excellent poetic expression. Interesting and a pleasure to read.
This is a great poem.
Beauty full. Simply beautiful.
Nice told write about vegan....
Not a great write at all.


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