My Objection to Vegetables
Let’s discuss this peacefully since we disagree.
I think that they’re poison and you say they’re good for me.
But what good is it really when I have to choke them down?
When I hold my nose, close my eyes and make the disgusted frown?
How could the benefits possibly outweigh the taste?
I’d eat more of my dinner if they were all to be replaced.
Have you ever swallowed a piece too big and felt how much it stings?
No! Because for some sick reason you actually like the things.
I don’t feel any taller when I eat them and, frankly,
I don’t think my body is ever really going to thank me.
Yet everyone says they’re good for you and, yeah, they may be right,
But I object to vegetables between every single bite.
I think that they’re poison and you say they’re good for me.
But what good is it really when I have to choke them down?
When I hold my nose, close my eyes and make the disgusted frown?
How could the benefits possibly outweigh the taste?
I’d eat more of my dinner if they were all to be replaced.
Have you ever swallowed a piece too big and felt how much it stings?
No! Because for some sick reason you actually like the things.
I don’t feel any taller when I eat them and, frankly,
I don’t think my body is ever really going to thank me.
Yet everyone says they’re good for you and, yeah, they may be right,
But I object to vegetables between every single bite.
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