Broccoli 3
Imagine diving into a pool of broccoli
Oh the aroma and sensation
And then perhaps
A river of cheddar cheese
Emptying into the pool
Oh what a delight
I can smell and taste the experience
And then maybe a wooden fork
To start shoving all the broccoli
Down one’s throat
Oh the beautifulness
But don’t choke
Slowly enjoy the broccoli
Maybe rain will come
Showering with a vodka sauce
I just love my broccoli
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