A vegetable, an appetizer, A disgrace
With a weird shape, you seem displaced
Why would you even ruin the amazing taste of steak
With your boring look of grey
Why would people even think about eating you
You’re so nasty and tasteless
I hate the way I take a bite of you, and you’re so squishy
You ruin all the meals you’re put in
A hideous smell that comes from you
No matter whether you’re cooked or raw
You’re the worst vegetable of all
Your presences rot with every breath
A stench straight from the dead
You crash the party, even the toast
An unwelcome guest, just cared like a ghost
You have no heart, no soul, just fungi pride
With only friends like mold and rot besides.
Your weird shape and your foul smell
I should put you in a box, and lock you in a cell
On pizze, on steak, man your gross
Your the one vegetable I hate the most.