The Hungry World

Go park your arse on Noah’s Ark

Give me that GM Food

You can bury your head

then bury your dead

I’d rather carve than starve

So what if there is

three legs on each fish

It’s better than chewing on bones

So long as there’s fish

in everyone’s dish

You won’t be

on my plate

Mr Jones

So rearrange those hormones,

Keep messing with those chromosones

Just make sure my stomach is full

To hell with my diet, I can’t wait to try it

And if you

ain’t got beef

I’ll eat bull