Ooh topical. I saw this point somewhere so I nicked it and turned it into a poem. I can't claim to be clever enough to think of good ideas, but I certainly do like to make them rhyme it seems. By the way, just for clarity, the I here is not me.
What's in a Sausage?
What's in a sausage?
I'm not really sure
Though I've wondered it briefly
At least once before.
Is it sawdust or offal
Wrapped up in a skin?
Or pig-poo and waste, not quite
Fit for the bin?
What's in that sausage
That sizzled away
And sat on my plate for
My breakfast today?
Was it apple and pork
Was it onion and tripe?
Was it plastic and paper that's
Squeezed through a pipe?
What's in a sausage?
I don't really know!
But I'd eat up a sausage and
Thoughtlessly so...
So I wonder why I'm not
So terribly keen
On knowing what's inside
The Covid vaccine?
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