"Down with Fur" or "A Message for Macy's & J. Lo."
During cold or winter weather/ Don't wear fur, wear pseudo-leather./ Certain folks wear skins of bear,/ It's obvious that they don't care./ While cruel traps kill furry beasts, vain girls wear fur to churchly feasts./ Those who wear their furry boots,/ may hair fall out right from their roots./ Many a beast drew its last breath,/ so gals can wear these Coats of Death./ If you wear a furry coat ,/ you best expect a nasty note./ Ladies who would wear a Sable/ are not welcome at my table./ Guys that buy their gals an Ermine/ are to me like toxic vermin. Fur is fashion of the Vain/ Oblivious of all the animal's pain./ Come on all you Silly Girls,/ Wear something else with your Rings and Pearls./ How much Pity is there felt,/ for critters slain to make a pelt?/ In this Icy Winter Season,/ when snow is cold and wind is breezin'/ Don't Wear Fur!,/ There is no Reason./ Some would say as Bad as Treason./ With Furry Shawl,/ worn to a ball/ Animal Lovers you will gall./ At time of Yule,/ Some folks are Fooled/ That Wearing Fur makes you Look Cool/ All should know, no matter what, that [Wearing] Fur is nothing more than Cruel./ For Gloves or Clothes with Furry Trim [they] still Tear Creatures Limn from Limn./ With Cruelty Taint, a Mournful Plaint,/ I Hope your Furs meet with Red Paint!/ In these Days of Cold and Snow/ Let the Minks, Chinchillas Go!/ Shocking Minks to make a Stole;/ Clubbing Seals near the North Pole./ Some Furry Beasts are even Drowned. I Hope the Fur Biz Burns to the Ground!/ or I Hope the Fur Biz Becomes Lost and Never Found./ or I Hope the Fur Biz moves way out of Town.
The original poem was shaped like a Seal. Also, at least one woman who happened to read this poem thought it was more than a little misogynist. I respectfully disagree.
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