A short poem about becoming (or rather not becoming) a vegan

For 10 million dollars,
I do not think I can,
Be a Vegan,
Give up my ham, 
My eggs, meat and spam,
For 10 million dollars,
No, sir, I do not think I can. 

For 10 million dollars,
I could not recant,
And eat only plant,
That's not my stance,
To eat only plants,
For 10 million dollars,
No, sir, I think not a chance.

For 10 million dollars,
So much I'd do,
Oh it is true, 
Except poop green poo,
When I go the loo,
For 10 million dollars,
No, sir, that I'd rather not do.

Context: I wrote this, very quickly, as a response to the question "For 10 million dollars would you become a vegan" which was posed on an internet forum I frequent.