A poem about human genetic material in food:

You Might Think Your A Vegan But Your Eating Ronald Reagen. OR Now You Think I'm Joking But Soon You'll Be Choking.******************************* It's weird Uncle Pete the tasty treat and soon he'll be in all that you eat. You may not know him on the street, but he'll soon be in each tasty treat. Though you won't find it on your label, it's old aunt Mable on your supper table. In corn on the cob there's a bit of old Bob, and a dash of aunt Betty and Barbara. And though it must suit those corporate suits I find it to be quite macabre. Don't hold that ham that's uncle SAM, you must be patriotic! Don't say nay don't be that way or you'll be labeled psychotic. Rice was nice but that's Vincent Price, and though you think I'm foolish. It's Tony Perkins in those gherkins and I find it rather ghoulish. You may say nay and turn away and consider becoming a vegan, but there will soon come a day when all food is this way and you'll find you've been eating Reagan. By Kungfublood