Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme

Protest of the Root People

The root people were gearing up for war.
They had their swords and axes out.
They were heading toward the store,
Where a rude man had been a lout.

We are taking all our kin home, they said.
You will have no more turnips or produce.
I stood back and watched the mandrakes
As they let their tempers loose.

The shopkeeper was sorry, he appealed to the potato.
I am sorry, she said, but you’ll have to settle for tomato.
The root people stay angry for days, and sometimes weeks.
So this means no rutabagas or beets or maybe leeks.

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Angela Crabtree October 29, 2020 at 5:15 PM I've never had a rutabaga. Are they good? Caren Krutsinger October 30, 2020 at 8:19 AM I had one once, and my mother was a fabulous cook, so I imagine it was not as good as she had hoped and I do not remember the taste.