There's No Excuse
By Anonymous, from Animal Rights Online

As you walk by me,
I mentally spit in your face.
How can you wear a dead thing,
And still think yourself cloaked in grace?

What's so elegant about a pelt?
A skin that once had a head?
How can you find so much beauty
In something that is dead?

Do you think you're worthy
Of the life it had to give?
If you're thinking of buying fur, think twice