Ode To Spinach (Limerick)

I’ve never been fond of fresh spinach,
Or cooked. Just the thought makes my throat twitch.
How odd and ironic
That Popeye’s green tonic
Can kill. Even health nuts can’t win. Rich!

And speaking about spinach, be sure to visit Spinach World, whose motto is: “World domination through leafy greens.”

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2 Responses to “Ode To Spinach (Limerick)”

  1. […] Fresh days whisper in with A Hush. The Morn wrapped in Strains from the Plant Song Man Falling on our deaf ears as All the Fountains Sing and birds write their own music while we engage in mere Birdwatching anxious to know whether Nature or Nurture as our state of existence will be named Conqueror of our hearts and our minds. Such needy people are we. Procrastinating. All the while the Plant Man moves on to his Ode to Spinach, laughing, bashing lyrics against The Wall of our profound doubtfulness, Agnostic Cacophony. When will we hear the birds sing and join the chorus? […]

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