Farewell dear friends,
oh broccoli green,
your like I’ve never,
ever seen.
From seed no larger
than a dot,
you grew more than
I’d ever thought.
A meter high
with foot-long leaves,
greater than
I’d dared believe.
And oh! your produce
green and yummy
filled many and many
a hungry tummy.
You kept producing
a large amount;
A broccoli machine
None could surmount.
Almost weary
so much we ate,
of that green stuff
’bout grew to hate.
And then the thing
I’d dreaded most;
On you descended
a dreaded host.
Of chewing, ravenous
chomping beetles,
It made me mad
not just a leetle.
So finally one day
I’d had enough
of seeing insects
acting tough,
and gobbling up
my lovely plants.
I waited a bit
then took my chance.
I pulled the bushes
up by the root,
after five great months
you got the boot.
It made me sad
to see you go,
but I could not
defeat the foe.
I’ll ne’er forget you,
wondrous plants,
you made me laugh,
you made me dance.
You really brought me
lots of joy;
Garden success
makes happy boy.
My one regret is
no word exockoly
Fits or rhymes that well
with broccoli.