Glow-Up, Big Time!

Veggies are gross and don't look yummy,

There's no point if it doesn't settle my tummy,

Blast from the past,

I need something fast,

It needs to be healthy,

It has to be cheap,

I'll make it myself,

Just let me eat,

It's soft like a buttery green cream,

O how I wonder what the taste will be,

Auntie said it tastes like chocolate,

I hope nothing else can top it,

I eat with chips,

Mix with spice,

Make a dip,

It tastes nice,

Yuck! Avacado is not yummy,

I will never put it in my tummy,

It's been a long time.

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