(“What would become of Esquimaux?”)
This doubt not: if my choice were free,
A vegetarian strict I’d be.
My heart is in your Cause; but oh!
What, then, of those poor Esquimaux?
I dread to think what might betide them,
If flesh were suddenly denied them;
In Greenland, too, so short of green!
How would they get their Vitamines?
They must have blubber, so, in grief,
(All for their sake) I must have beef.
More Verses by Henry Salt
- The Appeal To PeterThe Vegetarian News, August 1926
- A Song of “Freedom”Justice, February 14, 1885
- FeathertopJustice, March 21, 1885
- The Unborn Pigs to their PatronThe Vegetarian News, July 1928
- The Joy That Never PallsProgress, November, 1886