Why are parents so mean,
when I won't eat anything green?
No broccoli, brussels sprouts, green beans, or green grapes,
these will always stay on my plate.
So, here I sit watching the green things wrinkle,
while I cross my legs holding my tinkle.
I got to get up, stuff them in my mouth, and
while in the bathroom, barf them all out.
Parents can be so mean,
if you don't eat anything green.
Looking forward to tomorrow’s Thanksgiving dinner!
Hosted by best chef in the world - my loveliest grandmother!
She will roast luscious veggies for us.
No restaurant in town can compete with her!
Brussels Sprouts? she broils the way I like it!
Carrot soup - yummy and healthy, Cauliflower? The best!
Baked Salmon! Finger-licking, the greatest!
Grandma’s coconut rice wins the trophy - we gulp until nothing’s left.
Corn Soup, barbecued Chicken, Pumpkin Pie…all mouth-watering good,
most wonderful - hugs and kisses - an adoring family, and being grateful.
October 8, 2021
Inspired by "Nursery Rhyme" Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Ice cream used to be a special treat of mine
But veggies have replaced it, most are divine
Especially brussels sprouts
Make me stand up and shout
Veggies, yeah veggies, love em ten out of nine
Succulent lamb chops, so thick,
Small and fantastic.
So tender, little hostess!
Perfect Brussels sprouts,
Pickled red cabbage,
Whipped cream and-
Fruit!
Brussels sprouts for breakfast, Brussels sprouts for lunch,
Sprouties served with iced champagne to make the perfect brunch!
Boiled and drowned in butter, or juiced to make a punch,
Brussels sprouts the tasty treat that I just love to munch!
Now I love to have a pet around but not a cat or dog,
Don't want no flop-eared bunny, or fat pot bellied hog.
My sprout plant does not need a walk and never gives me fleas,
Just lots of tender Brussels sprouts and I call her Louise!
Sprouties by the bowl full, sprouties by the plate,
I'd like to have a buck for very Brussels sprout I've ate.
When I take my final dirt bath, just so there are no doubts...
Plant me in a steamer trunk well packed in Brussels sprouts.
Most unpopular vegetable is Brussels Sprouts
Have taken a survey and I find there's no doubt
Now don't take a fit
For unpopularity they're it
Well, strangely I love 'em more than sauerkraut
Ice cream used to be a special treat of mine
But veggies have replaced it, most are divine
Especially brussels sprouts
Make me stand up and shout
Veggies, yeah veggies, love em ten out of nine
Ice cream used to be a special treat of mine
But veggies have replaced it, most are divine
Especially brussels sprouts
Make me stand up and shout
Veggies, yeah veggies, love em ten out of nine
Ice cream used to be a special treat of mine
But veggies have replaced it, most are divine
Especially Brussels Sprouts
Make me stand up and shout
Veggies, yeah veggies, love em ten out of nine
call me weird!
Me, the contrarian,
hardcore vegetarian,
Would rather eat wombat snouts
than brussels sprouts.
Dear Lord this year to save time being lost
remind me- Turkey, Christmas Eve- defrost.
And when it's in the oven, leave no doubt
that I forgot to take the giblets out.
Five loaves, two fishes you fed five thousand,
may I feed six with far less food to hand
since each year bags of food we buy a few
the wheelie bin eats better than we do.
You love little children, what joy they bring,
for me, as tranquilizer, Sherry's king.
I pray , Lord, as I open my gift box
I look pleased with my snowman themed bed socks.
Please let me use only the choicest words
when queueing for pork pies at dawn, at 'Birds' *.
We thank you for the gift of Brussels sprouts
and hinged windows to let the odours out.
Peace keeper may I be as it gets late
and nobody offers to wash the plates.
Above all, Lord, may I remember who
this season is about, and it is you.
* Birds is our local bakery
Tis the season once again
For me to cast my vote
This year I'm going Bananas
Instead of Artichoke
When it comes to Apples & Oranges
They're pretty much the same
As I close the curtain on the booth
And just start punching names
Asparagus is tops on my list
Much more than Brussels Sprouts
What Veggie will lead the charge
We'll have to wait to find that out
So let's freshen up the voting block
And somewhere in between
As we vote raw our favorite vegetable
The rest of them we'll steam
I so hate asparagus
and those brussels sprouts.
I only need to smell them
to reinforce my doubts.
I don't care about turkey,
chicken wins hands down.
No need for any gravy,
it is never dry.
Add baked potatos,
some brussel sprouts too.
Yummy, yum,
yum!
The chicken, a lowly bird
In turkey's shadow
On the day it should be safe
It rests on my plate
Next to Brussels sprouts
and double baked potatoes
Baptized with
Wine!
For Andrea Dietrich's "Make me drool" contest.
Soft yellow-gray light of early morning,
Butter and wool
The two bedroom windows
Still beaded and streaked with rain.
The world calm again, routine with traffic,
After its night of convulsions,
When storm drains closed at the throat,
And trees shook in the wind like the hair of dryads.
In the silent house, its roof still on,
Too early for the heat to come whistling up
And the guest room still closed,
I am propped upon these pillows.
A gray moth-eaten cashmere jersey
Wrapped around my neck
Against the unbroken cold of last night.
I am thinking about the dinner party.
The long table, dark bottles of wine,
The odd duck and brussels sprouts,
And how, after midnight,
With all of us sprawled on the couch and floor.
The power suddenly went out
Leaving us to feel our way around
In the tenth-century darkness
Until we found and lit a stash of candles.
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