Before a few days ago, I actually hadn't heard of Leslie, but now I'm beginning to think that we went to college together (if you know where I went to college, well, you understand).
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I eat the finest cuisines, in the finest of places.
Stuff my mouth full and always say thank you.
But if it's raised in a cage, and it can't even move, if it's hormone filled and in a bad mood.
I'm gonna pass on that.
Reach for something better.
The only milk I'll drink comes from the
nipple of a soy bean.
Veggies make you live forever, and they seem to taste much better when they're cooked and grown with love.
So give a chef who knows what's up a hug.
Momma just can't seem to get it, Papa he just rolls his eyes. When I tell them I'm much healthier, they just say that it's all lies.
But beans, nuts, fruits and veggies can really fill the belly.
Get you vitamins you need, shiny hair and extra speed.
Don't take that meat-wich any further, I want a marinated, deep fried, hand-tied mushroom burger.
I like it!
We gotta stand strong for our feathered furry sometimes scaly animal friends and their little babies.
'Cuz I wouldn't want to live in a cage in a dark warehouse killed at an early age.
Pumped full of hormones, sleeping in my feces.
Never met my mother, raised by machines.
Never get sunshine never get green, but that's just me.
[That girl loves fruit leather.]
So ask us what we're eating.
Delicious and repeating, fruits and veggies are so nice.
With a slice of tempeh, yes, I'll have that twice.
Don't forget the legumes!
Annnnd here's a bonus video for you...
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