Gack!!! What’s that green stuff doing ruining the gorgeous, perfectly well done eggs? And only two slices of bacon? Come on, now!
Don’t worry about the green stuff. Nobody eats parsley.
That little sprig of parsley represents all the little harmless, helpless plants the chickens and pigs destroyed with their claws and hooves in their oppressive endeavor to live and grow.
As we angrily tear at the bacon and eggs with our teeth, we solemnly remember the sacrifices made by the little green things.
Or something like that. Eat up.