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