No Peas, Please
Please, please Mum
I beg you, please.
won’t give me peas.
I’ll even eat a brussel sprout.
I swear I won’t spit any out.
And mushrooms too,
I’ll manage those
If I shut my eyes
and block my nose.
I won’t complain with all of these.
Just pile on heaps of grated cheese
and I’ll eat anything
But PLEASE
No peas!
Hidden Vegetables
Johnny,
Doesn’t like his greens,
He hates to eat,
Zucchini and beans,
He will not eat,
Brussel sprouts,
Asparagus,
Or sauerkraut.
He doesn’t like,
To eat peas,
Or anything,
Lettuce and kale,
He will not eat,
And spinach, Bok Choy.
Or silver beet.
His mother,
Almost pulls out hair,
In frustration,
And in despair.
She tries to hide them,
In her cooking,
Soup and lasagne,
When he’s not looking.
Veg I’m Mad
The Band
I can hear the band playing,
The sound is very loud,
The drummer hits the cymbal,
And delights the watching crowd.
Sax and cello come in on que,
The drummer beats his drums,
Followed by the trumpet,
They are having lots of fun.
I wish I could play an instrument,
One of any kind,
For music means so much to me,
And I think to all mankind.
Good Morning All,
We are having quite a cold snap down here in SA.
However on a positive note it’s great weather for Pumpkin soup.
Todays prompt is “Vegetables”
Can you write a poem about a vegetable? Maybe one you like or dislike.
Please send in poems this week to
poemoftheday.jaxton@gmail.com
Thankyou
Jeanie
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