Of Spinach and Women

Of Spinach and Women By Elton Camp Any lover of spinach it has to be feared Has a taste for women that’s also weird About his girlfriend, it’s easy to see why Since the sailor seems to have but one eye A single eye should be all that he does need To see that the lady is surely not up to speed First, no good can be said about her couturier She wears the same clothes every single day Her blouse is always one that is long-sleeve And that’s to hide her spindly arms, I believe Nothing much is revealed by any of the rest Except that the lady has a totally flat chest Then the black skirt with a tiny stripe of brown At second-hand clothing store she must’ve found The high-top shoes should be worn by a clown The horrible white socks with top turned down Her measurements not a man would care to know They are exactly the same from her head to her toe A baby that she tend to only adds to all of the rest Since Sweetpea’s parentage is questionable at best