Ode to Asparagus
Oh strange phallic green vege
You are long
And edgy
You wouldn't make it on a catwalk
With your bendy ways
You're just all stalk
But I love you raw
You taste like peas
And ironically
You make pee
Smell
Disgusting
Oh strange phallic green vege
You are long
And edgy
You wouldn't make it on a catwalk
With your bendy ways
You're just all stalk
But I love you raw
You taste like peas
And ironically
You make pee
Smell
Disgusting
Posted by Martha Craig at 7:13 PM
8 comments:
I've been meaning to do an asparagus pee smell and a beetroot poo colour post for a few days now.
The joys of spring eating I guess.
I still like the Bagel, Bagel, one best...
Though I must admit, .. a very cultured post...
But the purple stuff, isn't that odour free?
Thank you, that reminded me of Shelley.
There isn't nearly enough vegetable themed poetry about... well done!
smelly pee - one of the ways you know you're alive
martha... I love it.
Thanks team for your supportive words.
You would barely believe that I am the same person who used to go to the Poets Pub at Trekkers and drink $2 pints and scoff at people talking about their cats on sunny windowsills.
In fact, if I recall rightly, I was kicked out of the pub for reciting a rather fabulous leery joke.
Hahahahhahahahhahhaahahhahahaa.
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