One day, a man asked the florist for a steak. 

The florist gave him flowers and said, ‘these are a type of steak, eat these.’

The man ate the flowers. They made me sick. They made him tired.

Wake up. That isn’t meat. It’s a flower. Stop eating flowers. 

Go back to the butcher. 

Get your meat from the butcher. Get your flowers from the florist.