Colonel Sanders with a sausage in the dining hall

I've tried being a vegetarian, and it's not easy. The urge to eat meat is just far too overwhelming for me to resist. I can avoid red meat if I really want to, but those grilled chicken sandwiches always have me coming back (curse you KFC Colonel Sanders who was the first person I could think of having to do with chicken although really hardly has anything to do with my personal chicken intake save for the occasional trip to KFC, in which case I usually do not order the grilled chicken sandwich but rather order fried chicken or something of that nature). All of that being said though, there are some things I come across that almost make me want to go vegetarian (like seeing baby cows tied down and not allowed to move for their entire short lives, or seeing lambs massacred before they even hit the rank of sheep).

So to that effect, I've taken time to write a haiku pondering one such item that sways me slightly towards vegetarianism.

Sausage is tasty
Just make sure that you do not
Look inside of it


I actually wrote this haiku while having breakfast over at my local dining hall, where I happened to look inside of one of the sausages. It's not too bad, I suppose, as long as you don't think about what you see. It's like seeing a horror film: It may not be too bad when you're viewing it, but it gets you when you think about it afterward. Wow, I suck at analogies. How on earth did I pass my SAT verbal? Oh well, that's a different haiku. But anyway, just make sure you don't look inside of the sausage to see all of the chopped up little bits of meat, and certainly don't go asking yourself "where on earth did this meat come from?" It's just not a pleasant thing to think about. A better analogy would be the hot dogs you see at those stands on city streets. Although I suppose that's the same type of thing so it wouldn't really qualify as an analogy. Dang, I'm bound to have a bunch of failed analogy haikus. Maybe I'll stick with writing haikus about analogies.

This is all getting far too silly.

On a different note, I discovered my superpower (don't question me) of posting blogs at a scheduled time. This blog was posted while I was still asleep (Professor Maas would be proud). Maybe that would explain the nonsensical-ness of it.



The end.....?