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.
This poem is about:
Me
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