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Study: Plants React Defensively to Being Eaten
Digital Journal ^ | JUL 3, 2014 | Anne Sewell

Posted on 07/11/2014 12:32:02 PM PDT by nickcarraway

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To: TomGuy

i like trees as much as the next guy....but wow. those people need help


41 posted on 07/14/2014 11:55:21 AM PDT by Shamrock498
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To: nickcarraway

Vegetables Are Murder.


42 posted on 07/14/2014 11:56:39 AM PDT by dfwgator
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To: Osage Orange
Tree’s are at war..constantly.

So the maples formed a union
And demanded equal rights
'The oaks are just too greedy
We will make them give us light'
Now there's no more oak oppression
For they passed a noble law
And the trees are all kept equal
By hatchet,
Axe,
And saw

43 posted on 07/14/2014 11:59:06 AM PDT by dfwgator
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To: dfwgator

Like it!!


44 posted on 07/15/2014 8:57:32 AM PDT by Osage Orange (I have strong feelings about gun control. If there's a gun around, I want to be controlling it.)
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To: dfwgator

Listen up brothers and sisters, come hear my desperate tale
I speak of our friends of nature, trapped in the dirt like a jail
Vegetables live in oppresion, served on our tables each night
The killing of veggies is madness, I say we take up the fight
Salads are only for murderers, cole slaw’s a fascist regime
Don’t think that they don’t have feelings, just ‘cause a radish can’t
scream
CHORUS
I’ve heard the screams of the vegetables (scream scream
scream)
Watching their skins being peeled (Having their insides
revealed)
Grated and steamed with no mercy (burning off calories)
How do you think that feels (bet it hurts really bad)
Carrot Juice constitutes murder (and that’s a real crime)
Greenhouses prisons for slaves (let my vegetables grow)
It’s time to stop all this gardening (it’s as dirty as hell)
Let’s call a spade a spade (is a spade is a spade...)
I saw a man eating celery, so I beat him black and blue
If he ever touches a sprout again, I’ll bite him clean in two
I’m a political prisoner trapped in a windowless cage
‘cause I stopped the slaughter of turnips by killing three men in a
rage
I told the judge when he sentenced me, this is my finest hour
I’d kill those farmers again just to save one more cauliflower
CHORUS
How low as people do we dare to stoop
Making young broccoli’s bleed in the soup
Untie your beans, uncage your tomatoes, let potted plants free
Don’t mash that potato
I’ve heard the screams of the vegetables (scream scream
scream)
Watching their skins being peeled (fates in the stir fry are
sealed)
Grated and steamed with no mercy (you fat gourmet slob)
How do you think that feels (leave them out in the fields)
Carrot Juice constitutes murder (V8’s genocide)
Greenhouses prisons for slaves (yes your compost’s a grave)
It’s time to stop all this gardening (take up macrame)
Let’s call a spade a spade (is a spade is a spade...)
Power to the peas
Give peas a chance
All we are saying is give peas a chance

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45 posted on 07/15/2014 9:03:32 AM PDT by Rides_A_Red_Horse (Why do you need a fire extinguisher when you can call the fire department?)
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