Fish heads in the kitchen sink
Too many there to count
Her dad, who felt quite proud of himself
Kept repeating the amount.
Thirty, maybe forty heads
No longer in the ocean
Her dad had set his hooks and nets
The catch was set in motion.
She was just a little girl
Her pigtails tied with ribbons
Her mom began to cook the fish
The family planned …. to eat them!
Fish heads in the kitchen sink
A scary sight to see
“What are you going to do with them?
Wish you had set them free!”
Your mom is cooking some for us
The rest we need to freeze
“Why don’t you help me wrap them up?
“Oh no, Dad! Please, not me!”
Sad and feeling helpless
She suddenly felt sick
The sight was overwhelming
The aroma awfully thick.
Eyes and fins piled on high
Memories to last forever
Sitting in their kitchen sink
Just lying there together.
From that day on the little girl
Decided to be vegan
Anything with eyes for her
Was never to be eaten.
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