You’re actually quite lovely
In your own quite special way.
I can see why parents choose you
And place you proudly on our plate.
You’re almost round, and bite-sized
(The perfect food for a snack).
A fairly succulent shade of green –
Who would complain about that?
The truth is, for a vegetable,
You look like lots of fun,
But every time I’m forced to eat you,
I throw up every one.
I’ve closed my eyes and held my nose,
But nothing does the trick.
How can something so pretty
Make me so physically sick?