Zucchini Pride

"I have found that no matter how much I detest zucchini,  my pride is still the hardest thing for me to swallow."
-Jesse Rowe


Zucchini. So it was when I was young That battles raged upon my tongue. I'd choke and gag and heave and spit Despite best intents to swallow it My throat closed like a prison gate. My tongue locked in with vile cell mate. And even though I loathed the taste It yet remained, a cud-like paste. Even today, I still steer clear Should ever that emerald squash appear, But if it comes to what I must ingest There's but one thing I more detest: Pride.
8/30/2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Smith Avatar
August 30, 2016 at 2:16 PM
Good one Jesse...You can pass the zucchini over here. I'll take it off your hands.
Rowe Avatar
August 30, 2016 at 6:30 PM
Thanks. :)
Rowe Avatar
August 30, 2016 at 3:07 PM
Thanks. :)
Allison Avatar
August 30, 2016 at 1:42 PM
Yes it is sometimes difficult for us to admit we are wrong and to swallow our pride. Your poem made me smile as I felt the same about spinach Jesse:-) Hugs Jan xx
Rowe Avatar
August 30, 2016 at 3:07 PM
Yup. I think most everyone has that one vegetable.
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