Our family eats organic foods And things that grow on trees We can’t have refined sugar Only honey straight from bees Their pure sweet sticky nectar Tastes like candy melted down But chewing on a honeycomb Makes smiles turn upside down
No dyes that make things pretty Should be added to my drinks Mother says they make kids crazy That’s what all the experts think I dream of fries and burgers But get tofu dogs that stink All pale without a hint of brown And shine like porcelain sinks
Good news my dad is breaking He’s been looking at cookbooks And drools over the pastry page Which prompts mom’s nasty looks I’m really praying hard these days That junk food will become a phase And chips will reign on every plate And every meal will start with cake!
I tossed my veggies Counting 1,2,3 First came the broccoli Next came the peas And counting 4,5,6 I threw in celery sticks Until the whole concoction Made me feel quite sick!
Counting on to 7 With an 8 and 9 Mixing in green lettuce Made it look like slime But when I finally reached 10 Mother brought the dressing And with sweet relief I cried out “What a blessing!”
So, the moral of this story
Is those veggies are good While most are delicious Only one tastes like wood Don’t feed it to your dog Nor your cat or canary And never take a bite of A veggie that turns hairy!
Now please put on a smile Wipe away that frown When you chew real hard They usually go down so
Just plug up your nose Close your eyes real tight Toss those veggies back Until they’re out of sight!