The Poem That Convinced 300 Million Americans Not To Eat Giraffes On A Regular Basis

I live, I laugh,

I breathe, I smile.

I’m a giraffe

And my name is Kyle.

You wouldn’t kill me

For my meat.

So thanks for that.

You’re real neat.

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