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Benjamin Zephaniah

Benjamin Zephaniah

Eat Your Words

I am a veggie table
A table made of veg,
There’s so much fruit upon me
All living on the edge,
Life is hard
But so are plates
And tea can be quite hot,
And vegetarian poets
Make me nervous quite a lot.

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Be nice to yu turkeys dis christma… Cos’ turkeys just wanna hav fun Turkeys are cool, turkeys are wick… An every turkey has a Mum. Be nice to yu turkeys dis christma…
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There was a young vegan Called Steven, Who just would not kill for no rea… This kid would not eat No cheese or no meat
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Mirror mirror on the wall Could you please return our ball Our football went through your cra… You have two now Give one back.
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We Black men of England Too proud to cry for shame, Let’s cry a sea Cry publicly, Expose our very pain,
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I am the type you are supposed to… Black and foreign Big and dreadlocks An uneducated grass eater. I talk in tongues
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At the bottom of my garden There’s a hedgehog and a frog And a lot of creepy—crawlies Living underneath a log, There’s a baby daddy long legs
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I used to think nurses Were women, I used to think police Were men, I used to think poets
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They put a leather belt around her 13 feet of tape and bound her Handcuffs to secure her And only God knows what else, She’s illegal, so deport her
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