Our Bazza’s going Vegan
is the buzz that’s going round.
Our bearded bogan with no neck is veeing up!

He’ll eat his veggies with no meat,
and drink his vodka and vermouth,
from a vessel big enough to be a cup.

Now our Norman’s a bit cocky,
and quick to pull the piss
out of a mate that is veering from the path.

So when he hears of our mate Bazza,
with his vodka and vermouth,
a little horn sounds in his head “take up the task”.

So tell me true our bearded Bazza,
of the vegan path you follow,
is it true that only veggies are for you?

For I have beer and Angus,
with a chilli that will send us,
to a state to verify you are true blue.

Says the Bazza to the Norman,
I am vegan it is true,
for I am versed with vibrant voice of veganism.

Firing a volley of his own,
he preaches vigourously his values,
that a vegan can enjoy a veg or two.

Not taken by the task,
Norman needs to test his point,
with a vehicle that will vanquish Bazza’s view.

So he volunteers to pour,
our vegan victim many drinks,
to get him drunk enough to eat a steak or two.

But Bazza’s gut of iron,
from many years of beer and bourbon
held him steadfast in his vision on his feet.

Full of Vodka and Vermouth,
and no tucker in his belly
our tipsy bearded vegan victim’s heading home

When the doorbell sounded vocal,
with a pack of piping pizza,
and the smell of meat and cheese filled up the room.

Now Bazza, a bit tipsy
couldn’t hold back any longer and
as he reached in to the box to grab a slice

And the Norman, smiling proudly
watched and Bazza scoffed the pizza
knowing well he saved his mate from Veganism

Our vocal vibrant vegan victim,
with a gut of piping pizza,
walked on home with head held high, “A Bonza Night!”

For the story of the vegan,
was created for the Norman,
who he knew would take the task
to bring him back.

And the pizza was a given,
for all know when mates are slipping,
pepperoni is the vice for this attack.

Enjoy your Friday Night Pizza!

By Warren Moore