PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

One Course Meal (Vegetables)


Vegetables are good for the body So bring that head of lettuce my way Make my body nice and strong Keep me going on and on and on while I try to escape The Garden of Eden Where your roots keep me tied Electrified by your arms You must be eating that Popeye Spinach no not chicken Your cauliflower got me sickening To my stomach and but wait Pass me that V8 It just might do the trick Greens don’t make the body sick My skin’s glistening And my thighs thickening For peas, leaves, cucumbers-these things Keep me lifted and strong Beyond healthy But this eggplant has forsaken me This egg you planted has me weak I can no longer compete I can no longer continue All my power I put in you All your (clears throat)…you put in me Silly And although I may like carrots I am nowhere near a rabbit But you had me like Trix Trix are for kids… (Plus that’s cereal it’s messing up the mix) But that’s just what this is A trick You fooled me into thinking that potatoes were chips And your lies was the guacamole dip And I skinny dipped And I drowned in it To be left Despondent Squashed-into little pieces I’m not your Butternut Perhaps I should’ve given you a nut But that’s not my head I thought jam was made of fruit Cause pain is what these “vegetables” have spread
©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

Michelle_Noel

View all poems →

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.