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The Quornie Song


Down Quavenue Q.
There's a place for you.
To visit the planties -
and the Quornies too.

'Cause Quornies can't quack
and they've got no legs,
But they've got bacon and burgers
and tofu eggs.

When the quornies peer out -
feel no guilt!
They can't feel a thing,
They're manmade; handbuilt.
For your edible pleasure,
a taste you can't measure.

It's a quornie; it's a pig;
it's a porkie; it's a frog.
it's a cow or a chicken;
or a chinese dog.
It's a duck or a lamb;
it goes 'baa', it goes 'moo';
Let's get some chow
down in Quavenue Q;
Where the quornies are caged
in the mushroom zoo...

Eat a quornie today;
plant a funghi tomorrow.

They're featherless and pre-prepared;
for anyone who cares...

(Do buffalos have wings? Quornies do!)


Author notes

Quorn... mmm...

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  • roolbreaker
    February 23
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    very fun to read

    yar.this b very gud writing me hearty!blargh!