Broccoli you repulse me
When I see you on my plate
You make me think about
All the good things I’ve ate.
Broccoli how you can sadden
Even the happiest man
When I see you all I can wonder
Is how can you be so bland?
Broccoli you make me think
If I never saw you again
I wouldn’t be mad, not even sad
I’d be happy, I would be glad!
Broccoli how I despise you
How you follow me at every turn
How I must get through you
If I hope to get desert
Broccoli I know what I must do
Even if it brings me great disgust
To get a treat so succulent and sweet
Then eat broccoli I must.