they are green anarchist who listen
to national public radio along with
pseudo punk rock chick bands.
they are angry and i am pretty
sure they killed jesus.
they have names like ryan and ashley
and in the fourth grade they kicked me
in the nuts and left me on the ground
at recess.
these angry vegans also like to chew
on organic vanilla granola they buy
at the local new seasons store.
going outside afterwards to
chain smoke and give me
dirty looks.
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