Unwashed

Young Hattie Hope does not like soap She’s not too keen on water Her dad’s even given some soap on a rope To his favourite, grimy daughter The greengrocer gave her a cheque For the sprouts growing out of her neck He looked in her hair and carrots grew there And the onion was one of a pair The greengrocer knew if she took off a shoe That’s where the garlic all grows Green shoots were a clue there would be some leeks too And radishes between her toes But there’s no cucumber in her grimy jumper For thats where the broccoli grows And there in her ears asparagus spears And under her arms there’s potatoes But the greengrocer had a nice looking lad Who seemed to have magical power The grocer missed out on the veg to be had For Hattie was taking a shower.