I don’t want to kill you,
or hunt you, cook you or eat you.
I don’t want to dice you or stew you or smash you into a
meatball or a hamburger or meatloaf.
I don’t want to fry you, or steam you, boil you, roast you or pickle you.
I don’t want buy you frozen or packaged or alive.
I want to pet you, cuddle you, play with you and walk with you.
I want you to run around and be free with me.