Veggie fair

When I was a child without a care,
My mother took me to the veggie fair,
There were veggies veggies every where!
Broccoli, carrots, spinach and more wandered about, here and there!
They stomped around uncooked and bare!
I saw a lot more than my eyes could bear…
It made my hair stand on end…yes it did.
Running into them at every bend…as a kid.
It was oh! Such a terrible scare…
The veggies…they turned around with a rude stare.
I said to them, ”Eating you is so very unfair!”
They looked me in the eye and snorted with a glare,
“Don’t pick and choose but eat us all, then it will be fair.”
“Chew us raw or cooked very rare.”
“Munch us whole or in a salad, chopped up long, round or square.”
“Just eat us all up if you dare.”
“Chomp us up, mash us up!”
“To your health lets raise a cup.”
They began to dreadfully blare,
Dancing with a certain flair.
They swirled, twirled and lifted off the ground,
All of them…the short, tall, thin and round.
They rose in a riot of colors into the sir,
Till one by one they slowly did fade and disappear…
My mother smiled and said, as she ruffled my hair,
“You can eat your veggies at home, school or anywhere.”
“But if you don’t want your friends to flee…then your veggies don’t you share!”

Text © N.RajaRajeshwari 2018

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