Ye birds and ye beasts
That everywhere do thrive
I do not need to feast on you
In order to survive
The Mothers given me so much else
Upon which I may dine
You have as much right to your flesh
As I have right to mine
As I have right to mine
Ye fish that grace the Mothers waters
Like jewels in the fair sunlight
Youve better things to do with your lives
Than to serve my appetite
If I could be for one bright hour
A mermaid in the blue
Then Id foresake these city streets
And swim along with you
And swim along with you