Tend Your Spinach - Rev 2
Oh when I was a child I loved Popeye cartoons,
Guess there’s no real accounting for any kid’s taste,
But you always knew spinach was up Popeye’s sleeve,
And that bullies like Brutus would soon be disgraced.
“Just deserts!” to all thugs what the world hungers for,
“In the kisser!” whatever their color or stripe,
“Missing spinach” like kryptonite something to fear,
Till at last Popeye sucks in its green through his pipe.
But it’s Popeye’s resourcefulness that saves the day
And the vegetable really a means to an end,
For the spinach is mindless, along for the ride,
So though green stuff is “good”, maybe “best” is a friend!
Brian Johnston
September 23, 2015
Copyright © Brian Johnston | Year Posted 2015
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